Chapter 519: You dare to disobey me?

"What do you want us to do?" an elder asked.

Lu Yuan smiled faintly, stepped forward lightly, and said, "I want all of you sect martial artists to hand over your space rings and treasures as the price for entering the spiritual spring to cultivate."

This sudden request shocked everyone present, some showing looks of astonishment.

"Lu Yuan! What do you mean by this?" Qu Yan shouted angrily.

Although many found it hard to accept such a condition, they understood that the strength Lu Yuan displayed was beyond doubt.

Resistance would only bring more trouble to oneself.

Lu Yuan looked at Qu Yan, his eyes deep.

"I only hope everyone can compete fairly."

"Entering the spiritual spring to cultivate is itself a privilege; you should strive for resources that can change the sect's strength, rather than waste the spiritual spring."

The atmosphere instantly grew tense; people whispered, some feeling anger and dissatisfaction, others understanding and agreeing with Lu Yuan's words.

"The resources of the Ziyun Sect are inherently limited."

After a moment, an elder said, "But if you truly can bring change to the sect, there's no harm in handing over the treasures on your persons."

The other elders nodded in agreement, seemingly considering Lu Yuan's proposal.

"You can regard this as a motivation."

Su Liyan's voice suddenly sounded, merging into Lu Yuan's field of vision.

She floated over, her eyes shining with a strange light.

Gripping the cold jade ice shard in her hand, she was filled with power and confidence.

Facing the two's upright and arrogant aura, the crowd silently pondered.

Gradually, someone in the crowd lowered their head and stepped forward, handing their space ring to Lu Yuan.

Soon, others followed suit one after another.

They either had their fighting spirit ignited by the soil, or they originally held reverence for the Ziyun Sect. Lu Yuan stood in the deepest part of the Zixiao Palace, his gaze firm and confident.

Behind him, many martial artists stopped discussing and stared at him; the hall was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Suddenly, Lu Yuan raised the Heavenly Gang Thunder Fire Sword in his hand, the sword tip emitting a trembling electric light.

The power of immortal arts surged into his body, giving him an otherworldly aura.

"The marvelous combination of Void Glyph Drawing Technique and sword art!" Lu Yuan whispered.

With a soft sound, a huge and mysterious Void Glyph Drawing appeared.

The glyphs flashed with dazzling golden light, forming a vast, boundless Void world above the hall.

Lu Yuan solemnly swung the Heavenly Gang Thunder Fire Sword, and one after another heart‑shaking sword radiance burst from the blade, tracing beautiful yet terrifying arcs in the Void.

Ten spectators instantly felt their lives were in imminent danger.

They hastily assumed defensive postures, but could not withstand the destructive power of Lu Yuan's sword technique.

In an instant, the sword radiance fell with the roar of thunder, and the ten opponents collapsed one after another.

Before being defeated, they didn't even utter a whisper of resistance, like a fleeting blossom.

The field fell silent, only the rustle of landing uniforms echoing in the hall.

Everyone stared wide‑eyed at Lu Yuan's victorious battle.

A confident smile appeared on Lu Yuan's face.

This performance not only shocked all the spectators present, but also revealed to the entire Xiuzhen Jie his unmatched combat power.

Faint, unclear rumors spread about.

The crowd gazed at him in disbelief, their hearts filled with awe and admiration.

Lu Yuan, so young, had already reached such a profound realm, making people feel intimidated. Lu Yuan stood inside the Zixiao Palace, his gaze sweeping over the shocked looks in the hall.

He felt the gaze behind him, and a sense of pride welled up.

He knew his combat power had been sufficiently proven, yet at the same time he felt a hint of unease.

Suddenly, a provocative voice rang out: "Lu Yuan! I challenge you!"

They saw a young man standing, with Bao Xuan walking out from behind.

He was tall and sturdy, with a fierce aura, obviously a formidable opponent.

Su Liyan furrowed her brows.

She knew that the person named Bao Xuan was not to be underestimated, and challenging Lu Yuan now was undoubtedly courting death.

"What do you want to compete with me on?" Lu Yuan turned around and asked casually.

Bao Xuan sneered, "I can't stand your arrogant and domineering behavior!"

"Today I will prove my strength to you!"

Zi Cui Ling and Su Liyan felt their hearts sink at once.

They knew this victory might invite a greater storm, and whether Lu Yuan could cope with all this remained unknown.

Bao Xuan waved his hand, and a formation pattern suddenly appeared before him, dark lines flickering on the ground.

Immediately, the surrounding light grew gloomy, and an evil aura spread.

"This is his self‑created formation!"

Zi Cui Ling exclaimed, "It can instantly weaken an opponent's strength!"

Bao Xuan continued sneering, "Lu Yuan, don't think your immortal arts can overwhelm me!"

Lu Yuan frowned slightly, knowing full well that Bao Xuan's words were not empty.

This self‑created formation was indeed formidable, but he did not fear it.

"Su Liyan, you will support me," Lu Yuan instructed softly.

Su Liyan nodded in agreement, and picked up her Ice Crystal Long Whip, ready to act.

She felt anxious and uneasy, but to protect everyone and the peace of Xiuzhen Jie, she could only grit her teeth and continue fighting.

"Alright, let's begin," Bao Xuan said coldly.

Ziyun Clan's clan leader, Zi Cui Ling, couldn't help but look worriedly at Lu Yuan.

She knew well the gap between Lu Yuan and Bao Xuan, but she still believed Lu Yuan could handle it.

A powerful surge of immortal power burst from Lu Yuan's body, and the electric light on the Heavenly Gang Thunder Fire Sword lit up.

Lu Yuan's sword traced a graceful arc in the air, and streaks of sword light instantly struck Bao Xuan.

Bao Xuan was completely dazed by this sudden attack.

He could not resist at all, becoming nothing before Lu Yuan.

"Y‑you… how is this possible?!"

Bao Xuan shouted angrily, "This is impossible!"

And everyone else present stared at Lu Yuan, dumbfounded, gazing at him in disbelief.

They realized this young man's strength had already surpassed what they had originally imagined.

However, Zi Cui Ling and Su Liyan did not relax in their hearts.

They knew that courtesy demands reciprocity; this victory would also provoke a greater storm. Zi Cui Ling furrowed her brow.

"Lu Yuan, you will surely suffer retribution!"

Bao Xuan let out a low, hoarse roar, issuing a curse‑like declaration.

"We need to find the real trouble as soon as possible," Zi Cui Ling said to Su Liyan.

Su Liyan nodded, knowing that at this moment she could only be more careful. Inside the training ground of Zixiao Palace beside Lu Yuan, a solemn and mysterious aura permeated.

A faint immortal power flowed in the air, as if foreshadowing an extraordinary battle. (End of chapter)