Chapter 131

Ruthless lineage…… How dare you say that, the Ruthless Great Emperor's talent is unmatched; leaving behind the lineage was originally well-intentioned, but you've developed it into what it is now.

Yang Zhu couldn't help sighing; it was precisely because the Heaven-Swallowing Devilish Technique was flawed that the Ruthless created the Indestructible Heavenly Skill, yet who would have thought they'd use it to strangle heaven's pride.

"You… who are you, how do you know these things?" Li Mugǔ's face filled with astonishment.

Some things are too ancient; even their Ruthless lineage afterward doesn't know them well, yet I never expected this person before me to be so knowledgeable.

"Your ambition is truly not small; back then you sent Fluctuating Light into the Fluctuating Light Holy Land, aiming to one day inherit the Holy Lord's position, thereby firmly controlling a major holy land."

Yang Zhu's words were shocking enough to make one die without rest; as soon as he spoke, the other side fell completely silent.

That plan they had schemed for over a thousand years, it was the utmost secret, no matter what could not be known to outsiders, yet Yang Zhu seemed to know everything as if it were the back of his hand.

The few exchanged glances, all incredulous, not knowing by what means Yang Zhu had learned of their secret.

"This…"

Not to mention the Ruthless lineage, even someone of the Jade Pool Holy Maiden's status had previously noticed nothing unusual, and now they too were greatly shocked.

"Just what is your identity…… how do you even know this?"

Li Mugǔ felt a chill down his spine; this person before him was too terrifying, his background certainly not small.

At the moment their tracks were discovered, he had already resolved to eliminate those few, but it seemed the opponent's abilities were all extraordinary.

He couldn't be Yang Zhu; although Li Mugǔ knew him, he could clearly feel a vast, sea-like terrifying aura emanating from him, causing his heart to palpitate.

"Young people, your highest is only the Four Extremes Secret Realm; going up against us isn't that just seeking death?"

Although he was immensely wary, Li Mugǔ's surface remained calm, his complexion showing not a ripple.

"Rest assured, not to mention you few, even Fluctuating Light I will settle together when the time comes."

Yang Zhu innately carries an otherworldly temperament and dignity; anyone facing him cannot help but feel a pang of palpitation.

Even if one is his enemy, standing opposed, they will feel immense dread, daring not to casually utter insults or look down upon him.

"You're that confident?"

Li Mugǔ frowned; his cultivation was at the peak of the Dragon Transformation Realm, only one step away from entering the ranks of the mighty, his strength not insignificant, comparable to some holy land elders.

"Truly arrogant; we've cultivated for hundreds of years, how could you possibly defeat us at will?" someone from the Ruthless lineage sneered.

But the next moment, an extreme killing intent burst forth like a tidal wave washing over them, causing Li Mugǔ and the others to instantly feel as if plunged into an ice cave, breaking out in cold sweat.

Yang Zhu opened his hand, and above his palm appeared a black ceramic jar at some unknown time.

The jar was pitch black like ink, its appearance ordinary, yet it exuded an extreme Dao pressure; instantly heaven and earth trembled violently, the void collapsed, and it could at any moment turn to nothingness!

"Heaven… Heaven-Swallowing Devilish Lid—how is it in your hand!"

Li Mugǔ and the others felt their livers and gallbladders about to burst; that jar was all too familiar to them—it was the Ruthless Great Emperor's extreme Dao imperial armament! The Heaven-Swallowing Devilish Jar, even unactivated, merely leaking a thread of its qi, could crush mountain ranges and shatter the void.

Those few before it felt their bodies about to be torn apart, waves of stabbing pain spreading throughout, and unconsciously their backs were drenched in cold sweat.

"You've truly brought shame upon the Ruthless; today I will clean you up for him."

He turned his wrist downward, the Heaven-Swallowing Devilish Jar opened a small mouth, and instantly a thread of imperial might spread, vast and boundless.

That thread of qi was destructive as pulling up weeds and rotting wood; everything before it was as fragile as paper, and those few didn't even utter a sound before being erased.

The Heaven-Swallowing Devilish Lid trembled slightly, erupting with tremendous suction; with a puff, it instantly drained the spiritual energy within a radius of several dozen li.

This is still an unactivated attack; if Yang Zhu were to activate it, likely a radius of a hundred li would be leveled flat, sunk by a single blow.

After storing the Heaven-Swallowing Devilish Jar, Yang Zhu flicked his hand to draw in a ball of light—something he had deliberately left behind, a fragment of memory. He quickly glanced through it, then raised his hand and obliterated it; thus a branch of the Ruthless lineage was completely eradicated root and stem.

"Brother Yang, how do you possess a complete imperial armament?"

Hua Yunfei still lay in shock, never expecting Yang Zhu to actually command a complete Heaven-Swallowing Devilish Jar.

Even across the entire Eastern Wasteland, complete extreme Dao imperial armaments are few enough to count on one hand, and most are held by holy lands and ancient aristocratic families.

One can imagine, Yang Zhu also possesses a complete imperial armament, and moreover it is the relatively mysterious Heaven-Swallowing Devilish Technique; to Hua Yunfei, how shocking that is.

"So from the very beginning, Daoist Master said you needn't worry, yet you insisted on not believing."

Duan De muttered, thinking that if he revealed that Yang Zhu also had another complete imperial armament, wouldn't that scare you to death?

"I have read his memory; their lineage altogether controls thirty-one people, and now all of them have been slain, so no one remains who knows your identity."

The matter has finally come to a close, but there remains an uncertain factor: that is the Fluctuating Light Holy Son.

"I dare say he wouldn't dare either; otherwise his fate would be the same as theirs." Big Black Aunt muttered.

"To be safe, you should stay in the Jade Pool; as for Li Xiaoman… bring her along as well."

After returning to the Grand Mystery Sect, Yang Zhu gave a few instructions, then had the Jade Pool Holy Maiden and her companions wait a moment, as he needed to see someone.

Clumsy Peak, after Elder Li Ruoyu's enlightenment, began to develop in a positive direction.

Now, for new disciples entering the sect, priority is given to Star Peak and Clumsy Peak, yet Li Ruoyu still maintains his old custom, taking in only a few disciples each time.

"Greetings, Imperial Son."

Upon arriving before the ancient hall, Li Ruoyu came forward to greet him, offering a great salute to Yang Zhu, very respectful.

"Senior, there's no need to be so courteous."

"Imperial Son, your status is noble; the proper rites, this old one dares not neglect."

Elder Li Ruoyu possesses great wisdom; having once comprehended the Dao, he soared to the heavens, yet he also knows that such a state will eventually reach a bottleneck.

Moreover, Yang Zhu not only possesses noble status, but his talent, Dao-heart, physique, and bloodline are even more capable of suppressing ancient and modern heaven's pride; even as a youth, the ancient great emperors were not necessarily like this!

Therefore he did not dare show even the slightest disrespect due to his current cultivation, for those before him are destined to successfully prove the Dao.

He firmly believes this without doubt.

"Senior, you also know about Yunfei's matter, right?"

"Yes, I have a slight understanding."

These past few days, Yang Zhu and company have wandered around the vicinity of the Grand Mystery Sect; given that old man's strength, it's natural he would have noticed something.

Yang Zhu and Li Ruoyu went up the steps continuously; the surrounding trees were lush, thousand-year-old vines thicker than thighs, entwining among the ancient trees.

Here every blade of grass and tree seems to have life, containing the natural Dao.

「Imperial Prince, this old one wishes to ask you something……」

Li Ruoyu's eyes were deep, yet his whole person was very tranquil, appearing no different from an ordinary old man.

「You want to ask about Purple Mountain, and also about the emergence of primeval creatures? 」

Yang Zhu naturally guessed the other's intention; this was also one of the reasons he came here.

(End of chapter)