The True Outburst

The sky over Purple Cloud Mountain.

There was dazzling light and the rumble of chariots.

Hundreds of powerful figures at the Nascent Soul stage and above were stationed here, sealing off the surrounding space to prevent anyone from entering or leaving.

They really valued Lu Bai; otherwise, they wouldn't have gone so far as to shamelessly bully the weak.

However, this level of attention is strategic; Lu Bai's current cultivation level is not enough to make them nervous.

None of them seemed particularly nervous.

When Lu Bai closed his eyes upon entering the Mental Time Chamber, they immediately interpreted it as him resigning himself to his fate.

In their view, this was normal; after all, Lu Bai was merely a late-stage Golden Core cultivator. So what if he possessed some special abilities?

They have hundreds of Nascent Soul stage cultivators here; how could a mere Golden Core stage cultivator possibly show off?

As for the disciples of the immortal sects present, perhaps because they were young, they were all somewhat indignant about the actions of their sect elders.

Even the Golden Scale Saint Son, who was severely injured by Lu Bai, or the Jiange Sword Wielding Disciple who had already awakened, did not really want to see this outcome.

It's important to understand that in addition to inherent talent, sufficient self-confidence is also a factor in becoming a leading figure among the younger generation.

In the eyes of these immortal sect disciples, Lu Bai was ultimately a young cultivator.

Even if they were strong enough to crush them, these true heroes would only think about cultivating diligently and getting revenge after breaking through, and would never consider asking their elders to help.

After all, such a formidable opponent can more or less motivate them to strive for improvement.

If we are still no match for them, at least we can lose with dignity and not lose our youthful spirit.

Unfortunately, before the Dao Commencement Assembly had even ended, these elders from the immortal sects actually came to ambush and kill Lu Bai.

This scene, while making these young people see the cruel nature of the Cultivation World, also inevitably made them feel some sympathy for Lu Bai.

But this sympathy is of no use and has no effect on the will of these powerful beings.

However, not all disciples of the immortal sects felt saddened by the impending fate of Lu Bai.

The deathmatchers who had just become novice disciples were quite happy at this moment.

They simply couldn't understand why Lu Bai was so strong, even though they were both fighters.

Furthermore, the fact that deathmatchers are inherently in a competitive relationship and are destined to face such monsters makes it inevitable that they feel despair.

That's good now.

Let you jump; you've caught the eye of a powerful figure among the natives, haven't you?

Rather than facing Lu Bai directly later, it would be easier for him to be killed by the powerful beings now.

A closer look reveals that many of the deathmatch fighters mixed in with the immortal sect disciples even have expressions of elation on their faces.

The compassionate old man, while controlling his edict to shoot towards Lu Bai, said, "Rest assured, everyone, I will announce the results of the Soul Searching in real time."

At this moment, the elders and renowned figures of many immortal sects stared at the imperial edict flying towards Lu Bai, their hearts filled with excitement.

No matter what secrets Lu Bai might have, or what incredible opportunities he might have encountered, under the Soul Searching Technique, all of that is theirs.

It sounds like a long story, but in reality, only a few breaths passed.

Finally, the imperial edict was placed between Lu Bai's eyebrows.

Many powerful beings held their breath, waiting for the information obtained from the Soul Searching to be revealed.

However, the next second, Lu Bai's eyes suddenly opened.

The powerful figures present could see that Lu Bai's eyes, which were originally just considered beautiful, had become like deep nebulae. Just looking directly at them made even cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage feel an immense pressure that caused their will to sink.

"Playing tricks!"

The gaunt old man snorted coldly and immediately increased his Mana output.

Although he didn't understand why the Soul Searching technique had no effect, the sense of crisis rising in his heart made him want to kill Lu Bai on the spot immediately.

Sensing the gaunt old man's undisguised killing intent, the seemingly compassionate elder of the immortal sect immediately lost his composure and hurriedly transmitted his voice, "No, let me try one more time."

Pfft~

With a light tap of his finger, Lu Bai popped the Mana hand that was binding him, just like popping a soap bubble.

He walked in the air, glancing around as he went, his leisurely demeanor as if he were taking a stroll in his own backyard.

"Elder Ghost Jing, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't let him get away."

Seeing the large spiritual energy hand that had bound Lu Bai dissipate, several powerful figures immediately raised questions.

They assumed that the gaunt old man had deliberately dissipated his Mana.

In their understanding, no matter how strange Golden Core cultivator is, he is still just Golden Core cultivator. How could he possibly withstand the methods of a Nascent Soul cultivator?

"No, it wasn't my My Lord..."

The gaunt old man was equally astonished and was about to explain when he hadn't even finished speaking.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth suddenly vanished completely.

No, to be precise, all the spiritual energy within a hundred miles surged into Lu Bai's body in an instant.

"I did it."

Lu Bai gave an honest answer.

Before the powerful figures present could react, he simply raised his hand above his head.

The next second, celestial light burst forth, surging out like a river bursting its banks, accompanied by countless Dao Patterns that even caused the void to dent.

This power is terrifying. The Dao rules that permeate it alone are something that even Nascent Soul stage cultivators cannot comprehend in their entire lives.

Before they could even utter a sound of amazement, their immediate priority was to find a way to survive this torrent of divine light.

Faced with the unknown threat, the elders and renowned figures of the immortal sects present each employed their own methods, even bringing out their most secret skills.

In an instant, phantoms of all sorts of divine birds and celestial beasts burst forth, a veritable surging of all spirits.

Unfortunately, it was completely useless.

Whether in terms of quality or quantity, there is a huge gap, like a chasm.

Before the boundless celestial light, nothing could withstand its devastation.

Lu Bai watched this scene quietly with a kind smile on his face.

A torrent of celestial light swept across, like a white paintbrush smearing paint on a canvas, turning everything it touched white.

"That's absolutely impossible!"

Elder Golden Scale's eyes were filled with terror.

He coughed up large amounts of blood, and half of his body had disappeared.

It can only be said that compared to magic cultivators, the terrifying physical bodies of body cultivators, at least in this situation, will not betray them.

Of course, objectively speaking, it's not as good as dying instantly, at least there's no pain.

Lu Bai paid no attention to the sporadic wails.

At most, it's just going from living for one second to living for two more seconds; it's not worth a second glance.

The divine light subsided, signifying the end of the attack.

With a single move, hundreds of Nascent Soul stage experts were all beheaded.

Upon witnessing this scene, all the disciples of the immortal sect below were stunned, instinctively feeling that they were hallucinating.

For a member of the younger generation to be able to deal with a renowned elder is already enough to make them famous Xuanzhou.

And now this,

What is that?!