Chapter 184: Seventy‑Percent Domain! Annihilate the Saint!

"Die."

Lu Zhangsheng ignored the other's pleas and struck forward with a palm.

"Whoosh…"

A fierce gale gathered in the void, forming a massive palm that descended to suppress it, like a Five Finger Mountain.

"Kill."

Shi Xingze, seeing this, ignited all his internal essence blood and launched a desperate strike forward.

An endless blood‑killing aura surged straight ahead, bearing a tragic ferocity.

"Ah…"

With a wail, Shi Xingze's whole body was smashed by the giant palm onto the blue stone bricks, turning into a pool of sludge.

A torrent of fresh blood spattered everywhere, soaking everything.

In a single blow, the late‑stage innate traitor was pulverized into dust.

Lu Zhangsheng stood with his hands behind his back, his expression as calm as water.

He has never held back when dealing with traitors.

The many warriors around him all showed expressions of extreme awe.

This all‑suppressing pressure reached a master‑level magnitude.

The renowned strongman whose fame echoes throughout Great Zhou truly lived up to his name.

Everyone thought to themselves.

"Cough… cough…"

At that moment, a middle‑aged man in black slowly approached: "My subordinate greets you, Lord Lu, and thanks you for intervening in time."

As the head of the DemonSubduingOffice, his subordinate's betrayal could not be entirely excused.

It almost turned into a disaster.

"Lord Zuo, no need for formalities."

Lu Zhangsheng smiled faintly, showing a set of gleaming white teeth.

His tone was very friendly.

Now is not the time to assign blame; the urgent matter is how to rectify the chaotic situation within the residence.

"These demonic beings seem to have come prepared; my subordinate worries…"

Zuo Qingzhou's face was full of worry.

Orchestrating an attack of this scale could not be achieved in a short time.

This was probably only a test.

He had received intelligence that some sects were also involved.

While speaking, he looked up at Lu Zhangsheng.

It is this very person who has caused sects' blood to flow like rivers—truly astonishing.

Now some sects have changed their stance, openly opposing the court and unable to detach from the other side.

"No problem, I will stay here and wait for them to arrive."

Lu Zhangsheng stood with his hands behind his back, his expression unchanged.

The gale whipped his pristine robe, producing a rustling sound.

An aura as towering as a lofty mountain rose spontaneously.

Lu Zhangsheng knew that this was no longer just a war of White Cloud Residence.

It was a clash between himself and those sects and demonic beings.

Since he began the blood‑soaked assault on Qingning Residence, it could no longer be avoided.

The contest between the two sides officially began at this moment.

The opponent likely intends to put him to death.

Lu Zhangsheng also wanted to see who would make the first move.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Qingzhou and the others exchanged glances, then stammered, "Lord, should we invite the experts from the prefecture city?"

"I've heard some Saints have already left their sects…"

If those people learn that Lu Zhangsheng is in White Cloud Residence, a brutal war would be inevitable.

Those Saints possess master‑level strength; should Lu Zhangsheng be defeated, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"No problem, you all go prepare."

Lu Zhangsheng waved his hand without further explanation.

With his current power, he would not concern himself with any Saints.

Whoever dares to strike, he will be cut down.

This is the confidence that comes from his perfected divine abilities and martial path.

"My subordinate obeys."

Zuo Qingzhou and the others, hearing this, found it hard to persuade further and retreated.

Yet worry lingered constantly in their eyes.

…

Outside White Cloud Residence, a hundred li away, within a dense forest.

A young man in white sat cross‑legged atop the treetop; his eyebrows were sword‑shaped, eyes star‑bright, and his aura was as deep as an abyss.

"Reporting to the Fuyang Saint, the target has appeared and is currently in White Cloud Residence."

A middle‑aged man knelt on one knee, his face full of reverence.

As the Holy Son of Yao Guang Holy Land, the other party is certainly not someone he can slight.

To be able to slay a Grandmaster with innate strength is truly terrifying.

"Has the prey finally appeared?"

Yan Hongxuan gave a confident smile.

He had been waiting here for a long time; Lu Zhangsheng finally fell into the net.

Attacking Baiyun Prefecture was merely a bait; their true goal was to slay Lu Zhangsheng and strike at the court's morale.

Afterwards, he leapt forward and fled quickly.

In the blink of an eye, he vanished deep into the forest.

……

The next day, early morning.

As the morning sun rose, golden light bathed the entire Baiyun Prefecture city.

Lu Zhangsheng sat cross-legged atop the city wall, bathed in sunlight, shining brightly.

He was inhaling and exhaling the morning sun's purple qi, adjusting his own breath.

Regarding the upcoming great battle, he showed no slack whatsoever.

Numerous nearby martial artists gazed up at Lu Zhangsheng on the city wall with looks of reverence.

Baiyun Prefecture now had a Divine Needle of Calming the Sea to suppress things, letting many people's hearts feel much more at ease.

Time flowed slowly.

After an hour.

"Whoosh……"

From the distant clouds, suddenly came a series of howling sounds.

A blinding white flash shot swiftly toward the prefecture city, like lightning.

Before the person arrived, a powerful aura spread, making the people on the city wall tense up as if a great mountain pressed upon them, making it hard to breathe.

"Is this a Grandmaster expert? Uh-oh, the comer bears ill intent!"

Zuo Qingzhou and the others looked ahead with faces full of shock and fear.

To release such an unrestrained aura is certainly not something a court martial artist would do.

There is only one possibility: it's people from the sect and Tianyao Gate coming to attack.

"Who is Lu Zhangsheng? Come out and die."

At that moment, a thunderous shout rang through the heavens, followed immediately by a white-clad youth wearing a tall crown descending from the sky and landing in a void.

This person wielded a golden long spear, resembling a deity who had walked out of the upper realm, his might overwhelming.

Yan Hongxuan scanned the many martial artists on the city wall and quickly locked onto Lu Zhangsheng.

For some trash, he simply ignored them.

As a Holy Son, he had this confidence.

Only Lu Zhangsheng continually displayed a trace of calm, which instead sparked a bit of interest in him.

"Uh-oh, it's the Fuyou Holy Son."

Zuo Qingzhou and the others were filled with fear on their faces.

This person had roamed Qingzhou for over a decade, having slain several Grandmaster-level experts; his strength was terrifying to the extreme.

If it weren't for cultivating his domain to strengthen his foundation, he would likely have already broken through to Grandmaster.

It is said that when a martial artist breaks through to Grandmaster, heavenly and earthly Dao essence likewise descends.

It has a tremendous enhancing effect on one's domain.

Some Holy Sons naturally would not miss this opportunity.

They all wanted to raise their own domains to their respective limits before breaking through.

A group of court martial artists looked at Lu Zhangsheng with eyes full of worry.

"Lord Lu cannot match him in strength; please leave quickly."

Zuo Qingzhou spoke with a difficult expression, urging him to stop.

The court losing a genius martial artist would be a blow too heavy to bear.

Even if an entire prefecture fell, it would still pale in comparison to Lu Zhangsheng's safety.

"Please, Lord Lu, withdraw."

Everyone knelt down on the ground, their faces showing tragic solemnity.

A resonant voice rang through the heavens.

"Want to flee? The prey I have set my sights on has never escaped."

Yan Hongxuan gave a contemptuous smile.

After leaving seclusion, he actually heard that someone dared to blood-wash the sect, simply not putting the Qingzhou Holy Land in his eyes at all.

He has decided to slay Lu Zhangsheng.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Qingzhou and the others all showed faces of despair.

They had also witnessed the other party's speed; Lu Zhangsheng would likely find it hard to escape.

Lu Zhangsheng paid no heed to everyone's dissuasion; instead, he slowly rose to his feet.

He brushed off the dust from his robes, his face calm: "Did Yao Guang Holy Land really send just you to come deliver yourself to death?"

This Holy Son's ranking in the Holy Land is not high; he is merely middling.

This left Lu Zhangsheng quite disappointed.

On the other hand, he was somewhat looking forward to fighting those top-tier figures.

"How bold, daring to be so reckless even when death is at hand."

Yan Hongxuan's eyes fully revealed murderous intent.

He hadn't expected Lu Zhangsheng to be so self‑destructive—he not only didn't kneel to beg for mercy, but also provoked him with words. It was simply infuriating.

"Soon, I will crush every bone in your body one by one,"

His tone was chilling to the extreme.

Even Zuo Qingzhou and the others looked at Lu Zhangsheng with puzzled faces.

They couldn't understand why Lu Zhangsheng still chose to enrage the opponent.

Now the two of them would fight to the death without rest.

"Die."

At that moment, Yan Hongxuan struck directly.

He raised the golden spear in his hand and thrust forward violently.

Fierce storm qi gathered in the void, its momentum ferocious beyond compare.

This strike, fueled by his anger, was meant to annihilate the opponent in a single blow.

It established the unchallengeable authority of the Yao Guang Sacred Land Saint Son.

The city‑wall's numerous official martial men wore faces of terror.

The opponent's aura prevented anyone from daring to match him.

"Lord Lu is in danger,"

Everyone's nerves were clenched in their throats.

At that instant, Lu Zhangsheng made his move.

"Whoosh—…"

He lifted the golden radiant blade and slashed swiftly.

The dazzling blade light surged skyward, like a celestial river pouring down to the world, its might overwhelming.

For this slash, he employed only forty percent of his strength.

Its attack power was already terrifying.

In terms of momentum, it was in no way inferior to the opponent.

He held back deliberately to bait his opponent.

The person before him was merely bait; if the "big fish" fled, it would be a regret.

He didn't believe it, even though the opponent arrived alone.

The crowd stared intently at the two combatants, fearing to miss any detail.

The final outcome was about to be revealed.

"Boom— Boom— Boom—…"

In an instant, their weapons clashed, and violent storm qi swept in all directions.

The city‑wall's bricks and stones shattered, dust and smoke billowed everywhere, a scene of ruin.

With a single strike.

Lu Zhangsheng stood steadily in place, like a towering mountain, unmoved in the slightest.

His entire body exuded a terrifying oppressive pressure.

Yan Hongxuan was thrown backward ten meters or more, landing in a void.

His face showed shock, as if a massive wave surged within his heart.

"This is impossible."

He gave his all, yet found himself at an absolute disadvantage.

"Could it be that this man, in a death‑defying effort, triggered his vital blood?"

With his own strength, he could not fall into such a dire state.

The opponent must have activated a forbidden technique.

In an instant, he began frantically speculating.

Zuo Qingzhou and the others wore shocked expressions, unable to believe it.

They hadn't expected Lu Zhangsheng could suppress the Fuyang Saint Son; his power was truly god‑defying.

"Boy, this seat wonders how much vital blood you have?"

Yan Hongxuan's surrounding killing aura surged wildly, his tone ice‑cold to the extreme.

"Kill."

Mid‑sentence, he raised his spear again and lunged to kill.

Lu Zhangsheng, unwilling to be outdone, leapt and charged at the opponent.

"Boom— Boom— Boom—…"

The two fought in the air several hundred meters high, stirring up fierce storm qi that shattered the surrounding cloud layers.

The crowd below stared with horrified faces at the duel.

Even a single strand of storm qi brushed their cheeks, causing pain.

This was already on par with a master‑level clash, truly terrifying.

As time passed.

Zuo Qingzhou and the others grew increasingly worried.

They all thought Lu Zhangsheng was triggering his vital blood, fighting to the death without retreat.

Their hearts suddenly felt a touch of desolation.

When Lu Zhangsheng is defeated, that will be their end.

Lu Zhangsheng, relying on his evasion technique, moved around the opponent, firmly suppressing them downwind.

No matter how the opponent roared repeatedly, they could never turn the tide.

After a short while.

Yan Hongxuan increasingly felt something was off.

The opponent's essence blood seemed endless, continuously erupting in power, yet their aura showed no weakening.

It made him feel as if he had seen a ghost.

Seeing the opponent's strangeness, he actually turned and retreated directly.

Like a thunderclap, he moved through the thick mist.

Seeing this, Lu Zhangsheng likewise drew his blade and gave chase.

The two, one ahead and one behind, gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Zuo Qingzhou and the others watched Lu Zhangsheng's retreating back, their expressions worried.

In everyone's view, even if Lu Zhangsheng erupted his essence blood, it would still be hard to slay the opponent.

A Holy Son is not so easy to deal with.

……

After the time it takes to finish a cup of tea.

Only a white escape light flew from the distant woods, swift as lightning.

When the crowd saw who had come, their faces lit up with joy.

It was Lu Zhangsheng.

Only saw him still holding a bloody head in his hand.

The head's eyes were wide open, obviously dying without peace.

"Has the Fuyou Holy Son fallen?"

Looking at this blood‑stained head, Zuo Qingzhou and the others were filled with shock.

Nobody expected that Lu Zhangsheng would actually slay the opponent decisively.

It simply surpassed everyone's understanding.

In an instant, Lu Zhangsheng landed on the city wall and threw the head out.

"Hang the head at the city gate."

His tone was very calm.

"Subordinate obeys the order."

Zuo Qingzhou looked at Lu Zhangsheng with a face full of awe.

At this moment, even he could not gauge Lu Zhangsheng's strength, as deep and unfathomable as a sea.

Afterwards, Lu Zhangsheng turned and walked into the city.

……

In the following days.

Regarding Lu Zhangsheng's decisive slaying of the Fuyou Holy Son, the news instantly spread throughout Azure Prefecture.

It stirred a great wave among countless martial artists.

Everyone was shocked repeatedly.

At the same time, that Holy Son's head remained hanging at the city gate, exposed to the sun, further infuriating the Jade Light Holy Land to the extreme.

This was literally a hard slap to their faces.

To kill someone, you must also destroy their heart.

A group of people, filled with righteous indignation, wanted to dispatch top‑tier Holy Sons to suppress and kill Lu Zhangsheng.

Lu Zhangsheng paid no heed to the outside world's changes, continually drinking little wine in the courtyard.

At the same time, he controlled exotic beasts to frenziedly slay innate beings in the small world.

After breaking through the Mountain Lord, there were hardly any threatening exotic beasts left in the world.

Under his massive slaughter, many innate beings, led by several beast kings, banded together to besiege Lu Zhangsheng.

They were all easily dodged by him.

These days were also the days of Lu Zhangsheng's greatest gains.

In the evening.

Lu Zhangsheng sat upright in a chair and opened the panel.

A blue light curtain floated in the void.

Source Energy Points: 320000.

In just a short time, he again gathered a large amount of resource points.

Seeing that the plus sign after the Killing Domain had been lit, he no longer hesitated and immediately clicked it.

As the Source Energy Points decreased by two hundred thousand.

A miraculous surge instantly descended into the depths of his mind.

It was as if a supreme expert was giving him teachings day and night.

His understanding of killing was also rapidly increasing.

【Killing Domain upgrading……】

【Killing Domain upgrading……】

【After your arduous training, the Killing Domain has finally been upgraded to seventy percent.】

Clear Prompt Sounds rang out one after another; this upgrade has officially ended.

(End of chapter)