Chapter 168

A young man stepped out of the spatial rift. His entire body was filled with surging sun fire.

A sun totem vaguely appeared on his chest. His aura was so powerful that it frightened all the prodigies.

Many people were dumbfounded. When they came back to their senses, they saw that the arrogant Lin Feng had been severely injured and looked extremely miserable.

The people of the Nalan family also stared blankly at the man who stepped out of the spatial rift like a fire god.

Although his cultivation was not particularly high, when combined with his age, he was definitely a demon-level character.

Most importantly, although they were both in the Dao Integration Realm, this man in front of them had severely injured Lin Feng with one move.

His combat strength was simply abnormal.

Cultivation level was only a component of combat strength. The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the power.

However, in addition to that, there were many other factors that could affect one's combat strength.

Some outlawed prodigies, even if their cultivation level was not particularly high, were enough to make everyone wary because their combat strength was extremely high and they had the ability to challenge those of a higher cultivation level.

Jun Xiaoyao was a clear example.

Although Lin Feng was in the Dao Integration Realm, he could only defeat everyone in the Dao Integration Realm at most.

It would not be so easy for him to fight against those of a higher cultivation level.

However, for Jun Xiaoyao, he did not need to be too afraid even if he was in the Nirvana Realm or the Ascension Realm, let alone the Dao Integration Realm.

That was the difference between prodigies and monsters.

Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared, the crowd fell silent.

Everyone was guessing his origin.

Yi Yu had appeared at the Holy Spirit College and followed Jun Xiaoyao.

However, only a few people had seen him.

"Who are you? How dare you hurt Brother Lin Feng!" Zi Yan's pretty face was furious as she stared at Yi Yu.

She could not tolerate anyone hurting Lin Feng.

"Hmph, trash!" Yi Yu raised his hand again. His magic power surged and condensed into a golden longbow.

He drew the bow to the fullest and shot directly at Zi Yan.

Whoosh!

The arrow was so fast that the void shook!

Everyone was stunned as if they had seen a ghost.

The young man in front of them was simply too powerful. He attacked without saying anything.

He did not even care that Zi Yan was from the Purple Holy Land.

"Ah!"

Sensing that fierce and blazing aura, Zi Yan's pretty face instantly turned ghastly pale.

Su Ziqiong flashed out. She naturally couldn't watch as the Saintess was killed.

"Purple Qi Three Thousand Li East!"

Su Ziqiong used the Purple Holy Land's secret technique. She waved her hand and purple Qi appeared, colliding with Yi Yu's arrow.

Boom!

Su Ziqiong's chest let out a muffled groan as she was pushed back over a hundred steps. A trace of blood flowed down from the corner of her mouth.

There was dead silence all around!

That was the Holy Maiden of the Mystic Realm's Purple Holy Ground, yet she was actually beaten back and injured in a single move.

Even Su Ziqiong herself was in disbelief.

Even if her strength was not at the top of the younger generation in the Huangtian Mystic Realm, she was still at the top.

But now, he was being suppressed by the young man.

How could she know that Yi Yu was the successor of the Ancient Monarch Clan? He had many talents and was not someone a mere Holy Maiden like her could compare to.

Seeing the incomparably powerful Yi Yu, everyone on the Nalan Family's side felt as if they were in a dream.

They didn't expect that someone would fight for them.

Nalan Ruoxi also had a puzzled look.

But Nalan Zhan's expression didn't improve.

This was because although Yi Yu's strength was strong, it was only among the younger generation.

If he didn't have a powerful force behind him, he still couldn't help the Nalan Family.

Su Ziqiong also thought of this and shouted coldly, "Who exactly are you? How dare you obstruct the Purple Holy Ground!"

Yi Yu raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "The Purple Holy Ground is nothing. Believe it or not, my Young Master can destroy your Purple Holy Ground with a single word!"

Perhaps it was because he had been by Jun Xiaoyao's side for too long, but his personality was also a little domineering.

Those who followed him would prosper, and those who opposed him would die!

Wow!

When everyone heard this, there was an uproar.

Endless exclamations sounded as if they were about to shatter the heavens!

A single word could destroy the Purple Mansion Holy Ground!

This made everyone present suck in a breath of cold air.

One had to know that what Yi Yu said was not the Purple Mansion Holy Ground of the Lower Realm, but the Purple Mansion Holy Ground of the Mystic Realm!

The difference between them was like heaven and earth.

The Purple Mansion Holy Ground of the Mystic Realm was a top force with a supreme powerhouse holding down the fort. How could it be destroyed by just anyone?

Nalan Zhan and Nalan Ruoxi were also shocked.

Such a powerful young genius was actually just a servant?

Then how powerful was the Young Master that he spoke of?

"Impudent!"

Several Heavenly Gods and Dao Gods of the Purple Mansion Holy Ground glared at him.

Their Purple Mansion Holy Ground had been passed down in the Mystic Realm for hundreds of thousands of years. No one had ever dared to look down on them like this.

A Heavenly God powerhouse directly slapped out a palm at Yi Yu.

And at this time, in the depths of the spatial rift, there was suddenly a rumbling sound, and a golden light filled heaven and earth.

A mighty and majestic nine-headed lion, pulling a golden chariot, stepped out of it.

Beside the chariot, there were also three figures following.

Among them, a green-robed elder looked at the scene with disdain in his eyes. He raised his hand and grabbed at the Heavenly God powerhouse of the Purple Mansion Holy Ground.

Pfft!

That Heavenly God powerhouse was crushed to death by the green-robed elder!

Everyone around was dumbfounded.

A Heavenly God powerhouse of the Purple Mansion Holy Ground was crushed to death with a single palm!

This was horrifying, and the eyes that looked at the green-robed elder were filled with unprecedented fear.

However, there was a group of local forces of the Eastern Xuan Domain who were shocked and excited when they saw the green-robed elder.

"Patriarch, is that Dongxuan's Patriarch?"

A middle-aged man walked out from this group of people. His expression was one of extreme excitement and agitation.

He was the Dongxuan Dao Sect's Sect Master.

The Dongxuan Dao Sect was once the strongest force in the Eastern Xuan Domain, and had once dominated the entire Eastern Xuan Domain.

Although it had weakened in recent years, it was still one of the overlords of the Eastern Xuan Domain.

At this moment, the Dongxuan Dao Sect's Sect Master looked at the green-robed elder with excitement.

The green-robed elder was one of the Dongxuan Dao Sect's Patriarch.

A long time ago, it was during Patriarch Dongxuan's generation that the Dongxuan Dao Sect could dominate the entire Eastern Xuan Domain.

"The Dongxuan Dao Sect still exists."

The green-robed elder, who was Patriarch Dongxuan, looked surprised and nodded slightly.

He was an expert who had ascended from the Profound Sky Continent.

Many local forces of the Eastern Xuan Domain felt their hairs stand on end when they heard this.

The Dongxuan Dao Sect's Patriarch had descended?

"Haha, that's great! With Patriarch here, our Dongxuan Dao Sect will prosper!" the Dongxuan Sect Master said excitedly.

"Don't call me Patriarch Dongxuan anymore. I'm only young master's servant." Patriarch Dongxuan shook his head.

"What …"

Patriarch Dongxuan's words silenced the entire place.

Patriarch Dongxuan, who had ascended countless years ago, was only a servant now?

Many local prodigies of the Eastern Xuan Domain felt their worldview crumble.

Just what kind of noble status did he have to have such a Saint Realm expert as his servant?

Nalan Zhan's eyes trembled as well. He had heard of Patriarch Dongxuan's name before.

But now, he had become someone else's servant?

Nalan Ruoxi gripped the ancient talisman in her hand tightly as she looked at the golden carriage.

She was very curious. Who was the young master sitting in the golden carriage?

As for Su Ziqiong, she was trembling all over.

She looked at the nine-headed lion with an expression of fear that had never been seen before.

"A nine-headed lion pulling a carriage, could it really be that …"

Su Ziqiong's face was as white as a sheet, not daring to think further.