Chapter 421: Too weak!!

You called me?

Lu Xuan wore a white robe that billowed, mysterious Dao patterns swirled over his body, this heaven and earth emitted a roar, his face was shrouded by Divine Light, his every move bore an ethereal grace, like a deity descending to the mortal realm, behind Lu Xuan, the green-skirt little girl followed closely, stepping out.

In an instant.

Heaven and earth fell into a deadly silence!

Layer Cloud Old Ancestor's palm heading for Ye Chen halted, he lifted his head to look at Lu Xuan.

The Blood Spirit Clan and Demonic Court folks were all stunned.

The White-robed Supreme really dares to come out?

Who is that green-skirt little girl again?

The two of them actually strolled so leisurely.

Layer Cloud Old Ancestor coldly stared at Lu Xuan, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, thinking he had discovered a heaven-shaking secret: 'Are you the White-robed Supreme? Or perhaps the founder of the Grand Dao Sect, Dao Yi?'

Everyone's hearts jolted.

Many have already guessed Lu Xuan's identity this way.

Lu Xuan looked speechless, yet he gazed at Layer Cloud Old Ancestor with interest.

This is the giant insect clan from the Demonic Court, their veins flow with supreme blood.

Lu Xuan directly crushed the Second Transformation Quasi-Dao Supreme Experience Card.

This experience card is to be used and cherished.

Because he will soon break through to Second Transformation Quasi-Dao Supreme.

Boom!

Lu Xuan's aura surged again.

At this moment.

Blood Spirit Clan Old Ancestor Yin Changhe frowned, pointed at the green-skirt little girl, 'Who are you again? Why have I never seen you?'

No cultivation could be seen on the green-skirt little girl.

This made everyone feel uneasy.

The green-skirt little girl crossed her arms before her chest, gave a light hum, and said, 'Rest assured, I will not make a move.'

Lu Xuan raised his hand and waved, a terrifyingly powerful force shot toward Layer Cloud Old Ancestor, containing terrifying momentum.

Layer Cloud Old Ancestor slightly frowned, his figure was about to retreat violently.

But Lu Xuan's target was not him, but the Fire Refining Furnace and Bone-chilling Netherfire in his hand.

Boom!

The Fire Refining Furnace erupted with heaven-reaching momentum, the Dao patterns surging on it brilliantly bright, it flew straight back toward Lu Xuan, while the Bone-chilling Netherfire likewise broke free of Layer Cloud Old Ancestor's control, wrapped in icy power.

Layer Cloud Old Ancestor's face turned somewhat solemn.

Although he had not yet refined the Fire Refining Furnace and Bone-chilling Netherfire.

But the White-robed Supreme could take them away so easily, exceeding his expectations.

Layer Cloud Old Ancestor thought to himself, 'If my strength is ten thousand, then the White-robed Supreme's strength is at least six thousand.'

Originally I thought the White-robed Supreme was merely a Second Transformation Quasi-Dao Supreme, but now it seems he has deceived everyone.

Lu Xuan flicked his sleeve, the Fire Refining Furnace floated directly above the Void, erupting with terrifying might, while the Bone-chilling Netherfire fell directly beneath the furnace.

Begin warming the furnace.

Lu Xuan looked at Ye Chen, 'Ye Chen, you watch over it first.'

Ye Chen nodded, 'Okay, Master.'

Stars sparkled in the green-skirt little girl's big eyes, 'Anything else to eat?'

Layer Cloud Old Ancestor looked puzzled, 'White-robed Supreme, what do you mean?'

Lu Xuan countered, 'This time the Demonic Court only sent you lot?'

Layer Cloud Old Ancestor snorted, 'We're merely scouting the supreme path for the Demonic Lord. What? What are you worried about? To kill your Grand Dao Sect, we don't need other strong ones.'

Lu Xuan said lightly, having scanned behind Layer Cloud Old Ancestor, there were only a dozen or so great demons.

No no no, the fewer that come, the less we eat.

Layer Cloud Old Ancestor didn't understand what Lu Xuan meant.

Lu Xuan waved his hand, 'Blood Spirit Clan, Demonic Court, come at me together……'

Before he finished, Yin Changhe let out a feral laugh, 'White-robed Supreme, are you insulting us?'

Yin Changhe likewise carries the Blood Spirit Clan supreme bloodline.

Just now seeing Lu Xuan seize the Fire Refining Furnace and Bone-chilling Netherfire, he already gauged Lu Xuan's strength!

His true strength is Third Transformation Quasi-Dao Supreme!

He glanced at Layer Cloud Old Ancestor, then at Lu Xuan, 'Layer Cloud Old Ancestor, step back first! I want to duel the White-robed Supreme one-on-one……'

The sound fell!

Hahahaha!

From the depths of the Void came a burst of mad laughter.

Then a terrifyingly powerful aura surged out, the Void filled with an extremely rich strange power.

Boom!

Crack!

The Void tore apart, space twisted!

From the Void rift walked out a dozen or so old men, their bodies stained with strange and ominous power, beneath their robes strange red hair fluttered incessantly.

Leading them was a gray-robed elder wielding a black scythe, his face bearing a long scar that ran from forehead to chin, splitting his old face in two.

Yin Changhe raised his head, his expression turning somewhat solemn, "Ghost Scythe Supreme! Can your Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone also take action now?"

The gray-robed old man's black scythe trembled slightly, emitting a terrifying aura as he smiled at Yin Changhe, "Yin Changhe, repeat what you just said."

Yin Changhe frowned, "I want to duel the White-robed Supreme alone!"

In an instant, the Ghost Scythe Supreme and the heavy responsibility behind him burst into loud laughter again.

Hahaha!

You actually want to duel the White-robed Supreme?

I'm dying of laughter.

Yin Changhe looked puzzled, "How? Do you think I'm bullying him?"

The Ghost Scythe Supreme and the others stood silently not far behind Lu Xuan, quickly waving their hands, "No, no, no, we just find you rather amusing."

Yin Changhe gave a cold snort, "You want to protect the Grand Dao Sect?"

The Ghost Scythe Supreme's black scythe flickered with light like a dark star, a mysterious smile touching his lips, "No, no, no, it's not yet our turn to act."

Step Cloud Old Ancestor wore a displeased expression, "Yin Changhe, make your move. I also want to see just how strong the White-robed Supreme really is."

Yin Changhe flicked his sleeve, his blood robe billowing, and shouted loudly.

All fall back!

In an instant, the Blood Spirit Clan and the Demon Court retinues all retreated.

A Void Battlefield opened up.

Lu Xuan yawned, speaking lightly, "You'd better hurry. I'm in a bit of a rush."

Yin Changhe's face grew grim as he let out a violent shout, surging with Heaven-Penetrating Bloodline Qi, a boundless blood pool descended, constantly boiling, countless bubbles flying up, filling the air with a bloody stench.

His body was undergoing an anomaly!

His blood robe burst open directly, revealing a crimson body with sharp angles, surging with "Dao" and "Rhyme" upon it.

Yin Changhe stepped toward Lu Xuan, each step causing the blood pool to pile up layers of blood, incredibly ferocious, his aura shaking the void.

Boom!

Yin Changhe directly activated the Dharma Gate left by the Supreme Old Ancestor of that era, endless Dao patterns surging, the terrifying blood pool beneath his feet began to churn.

A gigantic blood palm pressed down toward Lu Xuan's head, this attack blotting out the sky and extinguishing the stars, carrying a thread of rule power from the Blood Mad Old Ancestor's insight.

White-robed Supreme, can you withstand this?

Lu Xuan stood unmoving, an air of nonchalant ease.

This palm continued to fall, drawing ever closer to Lu Xuan.

Ten thousand zhang!

Five thousand zhang!

……

Five hundred zhang!

Lu Xuan still did not move, his white robe fluttering lightly, immortal divine radiance bursting from his whole body, immensely awe-inspiring.

Finally, the blood-colored giant palm struck Lu Xuan's head, transforming into a terrifying blood sea.

Yin Changhe coldly gazed at the Ghost Scythe Supreme, "Is this all your strength? The White-robed Supreme disappoints me greatly."

The Ghost Scythe Supreme gave a mysterious smile, "You're getting happy too soon!"

After a moment, the dust settled.

Lu Xuan stood unharmed in place, lightly patting his robe, "Too weak."

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