Chapter 864: One Punch Opens Heaven, No One Before Him

Yunzhou, Qi Wang’s Mansion.

“Little Hu, since you were a child, I’ve always known you had talent. When you become a Soul Transformation True Person, don’t forget us old brothers.”

In the courtyard.

A bold, booming laugh rang out.

“Seventh brother, Eighth brother, how did you two come back?”

Yuan An, who was practicing, smiled as he looked toward the two burly middle-aged men in the courtyard.

They were none other than Yuan Dingting’s adopted sons, Yuan Xiong and Nie Siming.

Over the years.

Since Yuan Dingting left for the Heavenly Beyond, his adopted sons had either grown old or departed—one by one, not a single one remained.

Of course.

Yuan An understood it wasn’t that his father’s adopted sons were heartless.

Rather, they knew Yuan An had now grown strong enough to sweep away the long-hidden corruptions within the Qi Wang’s Mansion; their presence as elders would only become an obstacle.

If that was the case,

then why stay?

Nie Siming and Yuan Xiong had always been closest to Yuan An, and over the years had remained on the battlefields of Taihuazhou, rarely seeing each other.

Now that they met again, their affection was especially warm.

Nie Siming slapped Yuan An on the shoulder: “Can’t stay cooped up there forever—I and your Eighth Brother came back just to catch some air.”

Though he spoke lightly, inwardly he was astonished.

That slap had been delivered with full strength, yet Yuan An didn’t budge an inch.

Clearly,

Yuan An’s strength had already surpassed both of them—he might truly have a chance to achieve Soul Transformation.

“Good lad, you’ve come far—no surprise you’re your adopted father’s son.”

What does “a tiger father has no dog son” mean?

This is it.

With Yuan An holding the Qi Wang’s Mansion, one could rest easy.

He had just won a great victory at the Eastern Provincial Military Commander’s battlefield and was in high spirits, planning to tease Yuan An.

Just then—

BOOM!

A deafening, earth-shattering explosion.

Thousands of figures appeared over Ten Thousand Swords Mountain like a locust swarm.

Nie Siming’s face turned pale—he knew this army all too well:

“Shenxu Immortal Dynasty!”

At the other end,

a massive light screen rose before the Wen Dao Sect’s gate.

Liu Tiezhu and Wang Zhao stared grimly at the vast army in the heavens.

Almost the instant the Shenxu Immortal Dynasty’s forces appeared, they activated the great array.

Wang Zhao: “They’ve come for the Immortal Tomb.”

Liu Tiezhu nodded.

They had no intention of rushing out to defend the Immortal Tomb.

That was the army of the Shenxu Immortal Dynasty—even though the Wen Dao Sect was no longer as weak as it had been in the past before the Four Supreme Powers, the entire sect’s strength was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

No Rexue .

Simply preserving the sect’s foundation amid this great chaos was already great fortune.

The rest will be handled by Bai Yujing.

“Ten Thousand Swords Mountain.”

Li Rui, who had been in seclusion at the Eastern Provincial Military Commander’s Mansion, suddenly opened his eyes.

As Wen Dao Sect’s Elder Ancestor,

he had naturally left behind methods.

Through the sect’s protective array, the Shenxu Immortal Dynasty’s army appeared as if right before his eyes.

“So they finally moved.”

This scene,

he had long anticipated.

While in Hongwen Pavilion, he had heard rumors of those coveting the Immortal Tomb of Jinting Small State.

With Zhuge Ming’s death, the Shenxu Immortal Dynasty’s patience had finally worn thin, and they could no longer hold back.

Not only the Shenxu Immortal Dynasty, but also Wan Fadian had moved.

Wan Fadian represented the Jie Jiao.

With two of the Four Supreme Immortal Sects and Dynasties acting, the Immortal Tomb likely could not be saved.

Li Rui rose, preparing to head to Jinting Small State.

He was already a True Lord, his combat power capable of overpowering Body Integration at its peak—there was no reason to avoid battle.

But as he stepped out the door—

two figures appeared in the courtyard of the Eastern Provincial Military Commander’s Mansion.

“Master Changqing, we meet again.”

Chi Song True Lord smiled warmly at Li Rui.