Xiao Yan and His Disciple Captured

"Not good!"

As he watched the Golden Feathered Eagle hovering above the valley, the smug look on the Transparent Elder's face vanished instantly, replaced by grave solemnity.

"This..."

Hearing the Transparent Elder's words, the Black-robed Youth immediately snapped out of his shock. When he saw the enormous creature above the valley, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Run!"

Before the Black-robed Youth could react, the Transparent Elder flashed to his side and swiftly flew toward the exit of the valley with him.

"Only realizing you should run now? It's already too late."

At that moment, a clear, authoritative voice rang out from above the valley.

Then, a purple figure stepped off the Golden Feathered Eagle, turning into a streak of purple light as it rapidly flew toward the Transparent Elder and his disciple.

Lu Chuan was incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, he caught up to the master and disciple, blocking their path.

"Walking through the void... a Dou Zong!"

Seeing Lu Chuan blocking the way, the Transparent Elder's pupils shrank, and a trace of shock finally appeared on his face.

"What? A Dou Zong expert!"

Still held like a chick in the Transparent Elder's hand, the Black-robed Youth revealed an even more horrified expression upon hearing this.

The person blocking their path was actually a Dou Zong expert. Yet when he clearly saw Lu Chuan's face, his mind went completely blank.

Wasn't this fellow the Amethyst Winged Lion King who had fought that Female Dou Huang half a month ago?

The Transparent Elder was equally confused. Half a month ago, he had clearly sensed that this fellow's strength had not broken through to the Dou Zong realm.

How had he reached the Dou Zong realm in such a short half-month?

"Amethyst Winged Lion King, why have you blocked the path of my disciple and me? What do you want?"

After calming down, the old man looked at Lu Chuan with his murky eyes and spoke in an even tone.

"This King would like to invite you master and disciple to come along. What does this old gentleman think?"

With his hands clasped behind his back, Lu Chuan calmly regarded the master and disciple before him.

There was no way the old man could escape him while carrying the Black-robed Youth. Lu Chuan was absolutely confident of that.

Hearing this, the old man frowned slightly and cast Lu Chuan a wary glance.

At his peak, he naturally would not have needed to fear a mere Dou Zong.

But now, he was only a Soul Body, and his Spiritual Power had been severely depleted. He was no match for someone in the Dou Zong realm.

With that in mind, the old man refused, "My disciple and I have important matters to attend to, so we will not trouble the Lion King."

With that, the old man carried the Black-robed Youth in one hand and prepared to leave directly.

"That is not for you to decide."

A cold smile appeared on Lu Chuan's lips. They truly refused a toast only to drink a forfeit.

Then, two purple beams suddenly shot from his violet eyes, hurtling toward the old man at tremendous speed.

The old man's expression changed. Holding the Black-robed Youth in one hand, he swung his other palm to counterattack.

But soon, the old man's face darkened instantly, while a hint of pallor appeared on it. Clearly, he had already been injured by the purple eye beams.

"Damn it, it's an ability that specifically restrains souls."

The old man looked at Lu Chuan with a grim expression. That purple gaze just now had easily injured his Soul Body.

His heart sank. Having witnessed Lu Chuan's strength, the old man knew that this matter would likely not end peacefully today.

"Lion King, we have no grievances against each other. Why must you force us so relentlessly?"

The old man glanced at Xiao Yan in his hand. In the end, he could only shamelessly lower himself and speak to Lu Chuan in a somewhat humble tone.

If it had been before, he could have slapped aside beings like Lu Chuan one after another.

But now that a tiger had fallen to the plains and faced a life-or-death crisis, he could only lower his proud head.

"Enough nonsense. Are you coming with This King or not?"

Lu Chuan looked at the master and disciple, the chill in his eyes not diminishing because of the old man's submission.

In the original story, the Amethyst Winged Lion King had suffered quite a few losses at the hands of this master and disciple.

Now that he had transmigrated into the Amethyst Winged Lion King, he naturally had to reclaim some face.

Moreover, Lu Chuan had long intended to subdue this master and disciple for his own use.

The old man's identity as an Eight-grade Alchemist alone made Lu Chuan somewhat envious.

If he could subdue him, he would have a free Eight-grade Alchemist at his disposal in the future.

Eight-grade Alchemists were exceedingly rare throughout the entire Battle Qi Continent.

If this old fellow had not been in a weakened state right now, Lu Chuan truly would not have dared to make a move.

"You beast, you're going too far!"

Seeing Lu Chuan press him so aggressively, the old man's expression grew increasingly grim. When had he ever lowered himself like this, especially before a mere Dou Zong?

"Yan, leave first. Your master will catch up soon."

After speaking, the old man forcefully flung the Black-robed Youth away, then suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura. Clearly, he had unleashed some kind of secret technique.

"Master!"

The instant the Black-robed Youth was thrown away, a faint purple glow blossomed from his back. A pair of purple eagle wings, seemingly solid, actually condensed behind him.

"A flying combat skill..."

At the sight, a strange glint flashed through Lu Chuan's eyes. Then a cold smile appeared at the corner of his lips as he shouted at the Golden Feathered Eagle circling overhead, "Golden Eagle, capture that brat alive."

Screech!

As soon as Lu Chuan finished speaking, the Golden Feathered Eagle, which had long been circling in the air, let out a piercing cry and swiftly chased after the Black-robed Youth.

The old man's expression changed. Just as he was about to act, he saw Lu Chuan charging toward him.

"Old man, This King is your opponent!"

Dazzling purple light radiated from Lu Chuan's body, condensing into a thick Purple Light Pillar that blasted fiercely toward the old man.

Facing Lu Chuan's attack, the old man did not dare let down his guard in the slightest and responded with all his strength.

Perhaps worried for the Black-robed Youth's safety, the old man's attacks were exceptionally fierce, as though he intended to fight Lu Chuan to the death.

Yet even after using a secret technique, there was still a vast gap between the old man's strength and Lu Chuan's.

Moreover, the blazing sun hung high in the sky. Relying on the bloodline ability of the Amethyst Sun Piercer, Lu Chuan's strength had not only soared, but he could also sustain himself continuously. With every gesture, he completely suppressed the old man.

"Ah!"

During their battle, purple light flickered in Lu Chuan's eyes. He once again shot out two purple eye beams that struck the old man, instantly inflicting a second severe injury. The old man's face grew even paler, and his aura weakened considerably.

As their fierce battle continued, the secret technique the old man had used gradually lost its strength, and he was no longer a match for Lu Chuan.

"Master!"

At that moment, the Black-robed Youth's scream rang out, and a hint of despair inevitably appeared on the old man's face.

The Golden Feathered Eagle's massive body was flying high into the sky, and clutched within its pair of golden-cast talons was a human figure.

It was the Black-robed Youth, who had just tried to flee using a flying combat skill.

"Now, you can come with This King, can't you?"

Lu Chuan looked down at the heavily wounded old man before him, then glanced at the Black-robed Youth caught in the Golden Feathered Eagle's claws. A smile could not help but appear on his lips.