Xiao Yan and His Master's Shock!

Lu Chuan floated in midair, looking down at the old man below.

The old man had already suffered severe injuries, and his secret technique had reached its limit. He had no strength left to fight.

The Black-robed Youth had also fallen into the Golden Feathered Eagle's grasp.

No matter what happened today, this master and disciple would not escape Lu Chuan's palm.

"Amethyst Winged Lion King, what exactly do you want?"

Seeing the Black-robed Youth being held like a chick, a trace of despair flashed through the old man's aged eyes. He looked toward Lu Chuan in the air and spoke heavily.

The old man was deeply puzzled. He asked himself whether he had ever offended this beast, so why was it attacking his master and disciple so viciously?

Lu Chuan had the Golden Feathered Eagle bring the Black-robed Youth before him. Then he fired a Purple Light Pillar at him, instantly sealing his cultivation completely.

"What did you do to me?"

Feeling that he could no longer use the cultivation within his body, the Black-robed Youth's expression changed drastically as he glared at Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan ignored the Black-robed Youth. After finishing this, he looked at the grim-faced old man and said lightly, "Very simple. This King admires you master and disciple and wants you to submit to This King."

"Submit to you?"

Upon hearing Lu Chuan's words, the old man froze for a moment before towering fury surged within him. He laughed in exasperation, looking at Lu Chuan with a sneer. "You, a mere Seventh Tier magical beast, want this old man to submit to you?"

The old man looked at Lu Chuan with a trace of contempt.

Back then, even if someone like Lu Chuan had knelt before him and begged,

he would not even have spared him a glance.

And now, this insignificant Seventh Tier magical beast actually wanted him to submit.

Ridiculous!

Utterly ridiculous!

Hearing this, Lu Chuan frowned. Looking at the arrogant old man, he suddenly chuckled. "Yao Chen, do you think you are still the Venerable Yao of old?"

"What?"

Upon hearing the three words "Venerable Yao," the sneer on the old man's face instantly froze. He looked at Lu Chuan in disbelief.

"Who exactly are you?"

Thinking of the ability Lu Chuan had used earlier that specifically restrained Soul Bodies, the old man inexplicably felt afraid. He questioned Lu Chuan, "Are you from the Soul Hall?"

With Lu Chuan exposing his identity directly, the old man could no longer remain composed. There was even a trace of trembling in his voice.

Any Soul Body would inevitably feel fear when facing an existence like the Soul Hall.

Even though he had once been the Venerable Yao, whose name resounded across the Central Plains Continent, now that he had become a Soul Body, he could not help but feel fear when facing an existence like the Soul Hall.

He knew how miserable his fate would be if, in his current state as a Soul Body, he fell into the Soul Hall's hands.

"Soul Hall?"

Lu Chuan shook his head slightly, a trace of disgust appearing on his face. "This King is not one of those cackling freaks..."

Looking at the somewhat terrified Yao Chen before him, Lu Chuan found it inexplicably amusing.

This old fellow seemed to have been traumatized by the Soul Hall.

"You truly are not from the Soul Hall?"

Seeing Lu Chuan's denial and the disgust on his face, Yao Chen believed him somewhat and inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.

Rather than fall into Lu Chuan's hands, he would rather not fall into the hands of those Soul Hall fellows.

"Then how did you learn of this old man's identity?"

Thinking of how Lu Chuan had exposed his identity with a single sentence, Yao Chen asked in confusion.

Back in the Central Plains Continent, his reputation as Venerable Yao had been known to all.

But this was the Northwest Region, and he had now been reduced to a mere Soul Body. Yao Chen had assumed that no one would be able to see through his identity.

How had a mere magical beast learned who he was?

Seeing that Yao Chen was no longer as composed as before, Lu Chuan's lips curled upward slightly.

He also knew that this old fellow was proud and arrogant, unwilling to submit to anyone.

If he could not crush his spirit, he likely would not be able to subdue him today.

With that in mind, Lu Chuan prepared to give him a tremendous shock.

"This King's eyes can see through the past. The instant This King saw you, This King already knew your past."

As he spoke, purple light flickered in Lu Chuan's eyes, making him appear quite mysterious.

"See through the past?"

"Absolutely absurd!"

Naturally, Yao Chen would not easily believe Lu Chuan's nonsense.

He had roamed the Central Plains for so many years and possessed vast knowledge. What strange abilities or constitutions had he not seen?

Yet Lu Chuan claimed that his eyes could see through another person's past.

He had never even heard of such a strange ability.

Lu Chuan had not expected him to believe him based on a few words alone. Without wasting breath, he said directly, "Yao Chen, you were born into the Yao Clan, one of the Eight Ancient Clans. You were framed by Yao Wan Gui and expelled from the Yao Clan. Later, you became the foremost alchemist publicly recognized on the Central Continent, an Eight-grade Alchemist, the Pavilion Master of Starfall Pavilion in the Central Plains, and a peak Nine-turn Dou Zun, known as Venerable Yao. You fell due to the betrayal and sale of your disciple Han Feng, whom you had raised since childhood. Fortunately, your powerful soul and the Bone Spirit Cold Flame preserved your soul..."

"Do you want This King to continue?"

Lu Chuan suddenly stopped and looked at Yao Chen.

At that moment, Yao Chen stared at Lu Chuan as though he had seen a ghost.

His face was full of disbelief.

With every sentence Lu Chuan spoke, the shock on his face deepened.

His heart was now churning like a stormy sea, unable to calm down for a long while.

"What? You still refuse to believe it?"

Looking at the silent Yao Chen, Lu Chuan said lightly, "Do you need This King to recount your romantic affair with Xuan Yi, one of the Alchemist Tower's leaders?"

"Enough!"

Upon hearing this, Yao Chen finally broke down and hurriedly said, "This old man believes you."

Yao Chen raised his head and stared intently at Lu Chuan, caution filling his eyes.

This fellow truly knew everything. Could his eyes really see through another person's past?

"M-Master... are everything he said true?"

Xiao Yan, whose cultivation had already been sealed, was greatly shocked by their conversation. He could not help asking Yao Chen for confirmation.

Did an ability that could truly see through another person's past exist in this world?

Before Yao Chen could reply, Lu Chuan spoke first. "Xiao Yan, third young master of the Xiao Family in Wutan City. You possessed extraordinary talent from childhood, but because of Venerable Yao, your cultivation regressed. You became a good-for-nothing for three years, and later your fiancée came to break off the engagement..."

As Lu Chuan continued speaking, Xiao Yan's expression became the same as Yao Chen's earlier one, his face filled with shock.

Lu Chuan had actually revealed his past in one breath?

Had he truly seen through his past?

"Such an ability is truly unheard of..."

Yao Chen had always stayed by Xiao Yan's side, so he naturally knew that not a single word Lu Chuan had said was false. All doubt in his heart immediately vanished.

"Yao Chen, you are no longer the Venerable Yao of old. As they say, a fallen Phoenix is no better than a chicken. You are now merely a Soul Body, and This King can destroy you at any time."

"It seems that, for the sake of your former identity as Venerable Yao..."

Seeing that he had said enough, Lu Chuan's tone suddenly turned cold. "This King will now give you master and disciple a chance. Submit to This King, and This King will spare your lives."