A Nephew, Ao Jun, Pays His Respects to His Uncle-in-Law!

Its ferocity was revealed in a single strike.

Lu Qingfeng didn't stop; he replaced the blood-stained blade with Green Bamboo.

With the Green Bamboo Staff in hand, twelve Ironback Centipede, like divine dragons from the heavens, enhance the staff, giving it divine power that even the most immortals cannot withstand.

As it walked, it swayed and staggered, and after leaving the Ancestral Dragon Abyss, it had already split into three.

The three Lu Qingfeng went their separate ways.

Raise your Green Bamboo Staff and smash it down—

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The attacks continued relentlessly, and the three dragon ancestors were powerless to retaliate.

First, his Law Power was broken by the 'Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Divine Saber,' which injured his Primordial Spirit and physical body, leaving him unable to catch his breath. Now, Lu Qingfeng seized the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, relentlessly pressing forward, leaving him with no chance to turn the tide.

"He--"

"Puff!"

"Impossible! How could someone be so strong?!"

"Back then, only Curse could kill the three members of the Battle King, and in just 60,000 years—"

The three dragon ancestors were stunned.

The body of a divine dragon soared across the sky.

He opened his mouth to speak, but all his words were slapped back. Terrified, he was struck again and spat out blood, which fell like blood rain from the clouds.

This instantly reminded the three ancestors of the scene when the Earth Immortal fell and blood rained down from the sky.

I was startled.

A moment of fear.

Before long, the doubts in my heart were dispelled by the repeated blows.

"The Earth Immortal is arrogant."

"They need to be intimidated before they can be used by me."

Lu Qingfeng is like a god or a demon.

Walking in the sky.

It first hovered over the East Sea for a while.

From a celestial mountain in the East Sea emerged a robust middle-aged man. Looking up, he immediately saw the scene in the sky, his expression changing drastically in shock—

"How is this possible?!"

Lu Qingfeng also noticed this person.

Although I had never seen him before, seeing his cultivation level and the fact that he came from the 'True Martial Profound Connection Mountain' in the East Sea, I guessed his identity.

Ao Le, standing nearby, transmitted his voice, saying, "This is the Great Sage Profound Connection True Martial Profound Connection Mountain. It Attainment of the Dao an old tortoise in the East Sea who attained enlightenment and rarely paid attention to worldly affairs."

Really.

Lu Qingfeng thought to himself.

The Great Sage Profound Connection.

Back then, when the Ancient Sorrow of Earth Immortal arrived, they all tried to stop him from synthesizing the Spirit Treasure. Or perhaps, like the three Dragon Ancestors and the two demons of the Flood Demon Palace, each harbored their own ulterior motives.

Only the Great Sage Profound Connection remained secluded and never appeared from beginning to end.

Upon seeing him now, Lu Qingfeng felt quite favorable towards him.

He didn't speak harshly, but smiled down and said, "So it's Brother Tongxuan. Primordial Spirit. If you don't mind, please come to the East Sinking Continent for a chat three years from now."

Lu Qingfeng finished speaking.

Without waiting for a response from the Great Sage Profound Connection, the three figures went their separate ways, one in the north and one in the south.

Heading north.

Boom boom boom!

The dragon ancestor of the East Sea, whose body was as large as a sacred mountain, was sent flying upside down, crashing through auspicious clouds for thousands of miles.

Heading west.

The Dragon Ancestor of the West Sea was beaten with a cane, and he was in a sorry state, unable to control his body and could only be manipulated at will.

Heading south.

This was his true form, with Ao Le accompanying him.

With a casual flick of his Green Bamboo Staff, the Ancestor of the Sorrow River was severely injured and bled profusely. His dragon body was torn open, and his scales were shattered, scattering into the sky and falling to the ground amidst the blood and flesh.

If it were obtained by ordinary people or cultivators, it would likely create countless legendary figures in the human world.

"Guangyuan?!"

True Martial Profound Connection Mountain.

The Great Sage Profound Connection watched Lu Qingfeng, the Fulong Holy Mother, and the three Dragon Ancestors depart, his eyes still filled with shock.

It wasn't because of the title 'Divine Lord Guangyuan' that he was shocked to see the three Dragon Ancestors being beaten by Lu Qingfeng like tigers and leopards, completely powerless to fight back, without even the ability to resist or dodge. They were severely injured and in a sorry state.

You need to know.

Since these three dragon ancestors obtained the 'Dragon Transformation Pool', they engaged in chaotic battles for ten thousand years, but in the following forty to fifty thousand years, they cultivated with the help of the Dragon Transformation Pool and made significant progress.

Before this, Ancient Sorrow was the strongest, and apart from the deceased Battle King, he had few rivals.

Now, tens of thousands of years later, the Great Sage Profound Connection speculates that even if the Battle King were reborn back then, he would probably only be on par with the three Dragon Ancestors at this moment.

But that's the kind of person he is.

The three Dragon Ancestors were gathered together when they were beaten into this state.

"Divine Lord Guangyuan— "

The Great Sage Profound Connection's eyes held complex emotions as he gazed southward toward the territory of Chunshen, falling silent for a moment.

North Sea.

This place is vast and boundless, with countless mountains, rivers, and islands.

In the water.

There is a sprawling Water Palace, with magnificent palaces and pavilions, a place of splendor and luxury no less than the Dragon Palace of the Dragon Race.

The gate stands outside.

The inscription reads 'Flood Demon Palace'.

Above the water.

As if rising from the ground, or as if descending from the sky, a land and water territory stretches across the North Sea.

It is called 'Nine True Domain'.

As time passed, most of the mortals, and even cultivators at the Primordial Spirit and Mahayana Stage, had forgotten the origins of this place; only the knowledgeable and well-read knew of its history.

The Nine True Domain above the North Sea, like the 'Chunshen Region' to the south, were originally extraterrestrial realms.

It was captured and annexed by Ancient Sorrow, which is how it became a territory in the North Sea.

The other world is called the 'Nine True Realm', so this place is named the 'Nine True Domain'.

Then, another Earth Immortal appeared out of nowhere by chance and founded the 'Nine True Immortal Sword Sect', which has since dominated the Nine True Domain.

At its peak, the family had two Earth Immortal, even surpassing the Flood Demon Palace.

Tens of thousands of years ago.

With the passing of Patriarch Yiyuan founder of the Nine True Immortal Sword Sect, the Nine True Immortal Sword Sect began its decline.

Fortunately, there was still a patriarch of the Earth Immortal sect, so it did not fall into a complete collapse. It also helped the Nine Chambers Mountain Fighting Heaven Gate and the South Sea Azure Void Palace to jointly govern the Heavenly Court. Therefore, it still had an unparalleled position in the Ancient Sorrow.

This day.

Above the North Sea, the might of Heaven is vast and awe-inspiring.

Sensing something, the two demons in the Flood Demon Palace flew out together. Looking up, they saw a man wielding a staff, brutally beating the Dragon Ancestor of the East Sea.

"Puff!"

The Dragon Ancestor of the East Sea was torn apart, his flesh ripped open, and he vomited blood incessantly, a truly pitiful sight.

"How could it have come to this?!"

The Great Sage Northern Yin and the Great Sage Northern Yang were startled.

Before they could react, the god-like figure turned to look at the two of them, his eyes cold and sharp, and said indifferently, "If you are not found in the East Sinking Continent three years from now, you will bear the consequences."

A single word was uttered.

Before the two could speak, he raised a staff—

Bang!

The dragon's massive body, as large as a mountain, was instantly smashed into the starry sky and plunged into the depths of the cosmos, disappearing without a trace.

The two opened their mouths, but ultimately remained silent.

They watched as Lu Qingfeng departed from the sky.

That is—

"He didn't vanish into thin air—"

The two brothers, Bei Yin and Bei Yang, glanced at the departing figure, and then at the East Sea Dragon Ancestor, who had vanished without a trace beyond the starry sky.

They exchanged a glance, their faces turning extremely grim.

Not only True Martial Profound Connection Mountain.

Not just the Flood Demon Palace.

Wherever there are Earth Immortal, Lu Qingfeng will go.

He drove the Dragon Ancestor of the East Sea to the North Sea and sent him flying into the Heaven-Soaring in front of Bei Yin and Bei Yang of the Flood Demon Palace.

He then drove the Ancestor of the West Sea to the west, passing through the Nine-Chamber Mountain, and banished him with a single blow in front of the newly appointed 'Battle King' of the Heavenly Gate of Battle.

Finally, there is the Ancestor of the Sorrow River.

Heading south.

Fight all the way to the South Sea.

In the South Sea.

The ancestral master of the Spirit Communion Limitless Gate Earth Immortal, the "Great Sage Spirit Communion," is still suppressed in the starry sky, while only the Immortal Ancestor of the Azure Sea Void Palace, the "Situ Zhan," remains in the mountain gate.

In front of this disciple of the Patriarch Golden Light.

"Go!"

Lu Qingfeng raised his staff and struck the Sorrow River Dragon Ancestor.

"Three years later."

"East Sinking Continent!"

After giving a briefing, Lu Qingfeng ignored the dumbfounded 'Situ Zhan', joined hands with Ao Le, and took Lu Xiao Lu Yao, whom they had picked up from Mount Fulong along the way, and headed straight for the East Submerging Continent.

East Submerging Continent.

Heavenly Pivot Prefecture.

The Heavenly Pivot Prefecture was built atop a mountain thousands of feet high.

A family of four arrived riding on clouds.

Lu Qingfeng looked ahead.

Amidst the colorful clouds in the distance, rows of palaces stand in rows.

The blazing sun hung high in the sky, illuminating the colorful clouds with a clear, picturesque glow.

Everywhere in the celestial pavilions, bright lanterns are lit during the day, their brilliance as dazzling as the stars.

Amidst the celestial palaces and pavilions, Spirit Mountain Treasure Peak dot the landscape.

As a gentle breeze swept by, countless Cloudglow inside and outside the Heavenly Pivot Immortal Prefecture shimmered with light, and the shadows of flowers scattered and then returned to their original roundness, becoming even more exquisite.

In addition, divine officials and celestial officers lingered among them, while generals and heavenly soldiers patrolled inside and outside.

What an ethereal and otherworldly atmosphere!

"The last time I came to Heavenly Pivot Prefecture, Xiao'er and Yao'er hadn't started their cultivation yet."

Tens of thousands of years have passed.

"Nothing here has changed."

Lu Qingfeng descended from the clouds and landed outside the Heavenly Pivot Prefecture, feeling a surge of emotion.

Last time I came.

Lu Xiao and Lu Yao were like country bumpkins visiting the Grand View Garden; now, in the blink of an eye, they've both become True Immortal.

The brother and sister had been cultivating in the Heavenly Pivot Prefecture since they embarked on their cultivation journey. Now, they were the ones who were more familiar with this place, while Lu Qingfeng felt somewhat unfamiliar with it.

Hearing her father's reminiscence, Lu Yao also recalled the scene from back then. She glanced at her side and said with a smile, "Yes, Lu Xiao was quite frightened the first time he rode the clouds."

Lu Qingfeng was taken aback.

Looking at Lu Xiao, I saw his face turn red, and a scene flashed through my mind—

The young Lu Xiao, pale-faced, stood up from the cloud and looked down. He saw countless clouds below and mountains and rivers like a painting. He was so frightened that his legs went weak and he fell back down on the cloud.

Not daring to stand up, he sat on the cloud, looked up, and shuffled to Lu Qingfeng with his bottom and two feet.

Thinking back to his son's embarrassing moment, Lu Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh.

Ao Le, standing to the side, shook his head helplessly and said, "They're all True Immortal now, why bring up old stories from years ago?"

Lu Yao chuckled.

Lu Xiao was helpless.

In front of the gate of Heavenly Pivot Prefecture.

It is guarded by divine soldiers and generals.

Upon seeing the newcomers, the two leading generals were taken aback and immediately stepped forward to bow. "Greetings, Generals!"

These two generals, guarding the gates of Heavenly Pivot Prefecture, are certainly extraordinary.

Each and every one of them is Second-Rank Heavenly Pivot Divine General.

His cultivation had even reached the peak of the Fourth Realm. But when Lu Xiao Lu Yao, he was extremely respectful.

It's not just because Lu Xiao and Lu Yao are True Immortal themselves.

The two spent most of their time cultivating at Heavenly Pivot Prefecture. Within Heavenly Pivot Prefecture, apart from Marshal Ao Jun, the two held the most prestigious positions, even holding honorary titles within the Heavenly Pivot Prefecture.

That is why he was respectfully called 'General'.

Certainly.

Compared to her status as Mahayana True Immortal, a General of Heavenly Pivot Prefecture, and a cousin of the Heavenly Pivot War God, her relationship with the Fulong Holy Mother also made people inside and outside Heavenly Pivot Prefecture dare not neglect her.

The two generals greeted Lu Xiao and Lu Yao, then looked at the couple beside them.

Seeing that his appearance was somewhat similar to the previous two, he made a guess in his mind.

But Lu Qingfeng and Ao Le.

One is the Divine Lord Guangyuan has been gone for 57,000 years.

One is the 'Fulong Holy Mother' who sits in seclusion on Mount Fulong and never comes out.

The two generals were only at the Fourth Realm of cultivation, so they had no idea how he knew them and dared not speak rashly.

While he was hesitating.

Suddenly, a beam of mysterious light appeared in the mansion behind him, landing in front of him and revealing his figure.

The two generals met.

He was immediately startled. "Marshal!"

The newcomer was none other than Ao Jun, the "Heavenly Pivot Demon-Subduing Marshal" who was in charge of the Heavenly Pivot Prefecture and was known as the "Heavenly Pivot War God".

Ao Jun was wearing helmet and armor.

Looking at the person standing with his aunt, cousins and younger cousins.

Even the invincible War God had traversed the Ancient Sorrow couldn't help but feel his heart stirred for a moment.

The two Heavenly Pivot Divine General guarding the gate saw their marshal both excited and surprised, somewhat at a loss, showing none of the domineering aura he once possessed when he swept across the four corners of the earth.

"Who comes here—"

The two generals exchanged a furtive glance, both showing surprise. Their marshal was one of the most outstanding figures in Ancient Sorrow; even if his aunt, the 'Fulong Holy Mother,' were to arrive in person, it wouldn't necessarily cause him to lose his composure like this!

The two generals were alarmed and suspicious.

Ao Jun had no time to spare for the two generals.

Even Ao Le, the aunt who had never visited Heavenly Pivot Prefecture in tens of thousands of years, was ignored. She only looked at the handsome young man before her, her body trembling with excitement and joy as she knelt down, her voice trembling as she said:

"Nephew Ao Jun greets Uncle!"