A Thousand Miles of Battle

"Yes, I'm fine," Ding Yumian said calmly. "I know someone might be deliberately trying to target you, starting with those around me, so I haven't agreed to it. Dean Xiao and Director Fu are trying to stop it, so I called you specifically to let you know."

"Alright then."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun said expressionlessly, "Soon, they won't be looking for you anymore."

Realizing something, Ding Yumian quickly said, "Hey, hey, don't be impulsive..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Jun turned off his phone and stared at Lu Yilin with the look of someone staring at a dead man, saying, "One last question: were your father and elder brother involved in this?"

"Hahaha, you're scared now." Lu Yilin laughed arrogantly, completely oblivious to his own mortality. "Of course, without their instructions, how could a mere student like me mobilize the Adjudication Court?"

I will kill you.

Lu Jun stated the facts in a straightforward manner, his whole body radiating Killing Intent. He immediately took action, his eyes flashing with black and red light, and his powerful Mental Power, carrying the power of curses, swept towards Lu Yilin.

In an instant, Lu Yilin was caught off guard, never expecting that a branch of the Lu Family would dare to resist.

Fortunately, at this moment, the middle-aged and elderly monk who had been standing beside him made a move. A transparent mental wave surged out and condensed into a barrier that enveloped Lu Yilin.

Rumbling thunder echoed through the void, distorting the air as a spiritual battle unfolded, hissing out black and red smoke.

This elder of the Lu Family was actually at the peak of the high-level three-element system, and even possessed the fifth-level Mental Power of the Mind Element. Obviously, the Lu Family anticipated that he would make a move, and specially dispatched an old mage to oversee and protect Lu Yilin.

Seeing this, Lu Jun's eyes turned cold. As his cultivation improved, he encountered more and more senior opponents, no longer limited to clashes with peers.

The old man sneered, "Young man, don't be so arrogant. You'll only suffer in the end."

Lu Jun revealed a bloodthirsty Killing Aura and took a step forward, but Mo Fan next to him made the first move. Flame Princess possessed him, and the surging purple spiritual flames and brownish-red Tribulation Fire intertwined to form a double sun crown. With a punch, the blazing sun and nine dragons soared into the sky.

Thump!

The elder, unaware that the bystanders would intervene, was caught off guard. He only had time to draw an Earth Element Rock Barrier for protection before he was engulfed by the fiery passage. The terrifying impact, accompanied by intense heat, sent him scrambling across the street.

Smoke billowed, volcanic caves appeared on the mall walls, and a deep, crimson lava path was carved out of the hard marble floor, stretching for hundreds of meters.

Mo Fan cursed loudly, "That old man is going too far! What kind of aristocratic bastard are you? Using your power to oppress people? Does he think Old Lu has no brothers?"

"Old Lu, let's go together, I'll hold this guy off."

He called out, and Zhao Manyan, who was standing next to him, scratched his head and flipped his hair in a flamboyant manner, saying, "Alright, since you've already gone in Mo Fan, then it's time for me to make my move too."

At that moment, the Old Wolf of the Lu family, who had just crawled out of the charred crater in the distance, witnessed this scene and said venomously, "How dare you interfere in the internal affairs of the Lu Family!"

As the second young master of the aristocratic Zhao family, Zhao Manyan was never afraid of trouble. He smiled disdainfully and drew one golden Light Blessing shield after another, while the Water Shield Cloak was added to Mo Fan's body.

That wasn't all. With a serious expression, the handsome and androgynous Nan Jue suddenly made his move, activating his Plant Element. Dozens of vines burst from the ground and began to entangle the Lu Family elder.

She stood aside and watched the whole thing unfold. Her sense of justice as a soldier made her unable to tolerate such a case of the powerful oppressing ordinary people.

Moreover, she and Lu Jun also shared a bond of camaraderie, having fought side by side during the initial flood season on the Yangtze River, and she held him in high esteem for his abilities.

If Lu Jun were replaced by Lu Yilin, especially after his ugly nature was exposed, Nan Jue would not be able to accept it, and the team would be in an even worse situation.

Seeing Nan Jue step forward, Ai Jiangtu did not hesitate. Without saying a word, silver light flashed, and spatial power erupted. Wei Fang was filled with righteous indignation, not to mention that he was also very angry.

"Oh my, Lu Jun is quite handsome, I haven't had enough of looking at him yet."

Jiang Shaoxu, with her swaying figure and gleaming eyes, secretly provided assistance.

Furthermore, Guan Yu scoffed upon seeing this. "Fool, letting this guy into the National Team is an insult to us."

In just a few seconds, most of the National Team had sided with Lu Jun, giving the impression that a single call to arms could command the masses to follow.

This is what it means to have a certain level of prestige; everyone is convinced of your worth, and your virtue matches your position.

Apart from a few people like Mu Tingying who didn't move, even Guan Yu was involved, seemingly wanting to add to the success.

It must be said that although most of the members of the National Team are still at the Intermediate Level, they have endless tricks up their sleeves and work together seamlessly. With Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu as the main damage dealers, they actually managed to force the Lu Family elders to retreat one after another.

"How could this happen? You guys?"

Lu Yilin was terrified by this. His heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't understand why these young masters from powerful families were siding with the commoners.

Lu Jun glanced at the group of people but didn't pay them any attention. He then stared at Lu Yilin with murderous intent.

Boom!

His body was surging with blood and qi, and bright red Blood Qi swirled around him. Dense, crimson fascia appeared on his body, resembling Demonic Ritual Mark.

The next moment, Lu Jun moved with incredible speed, charging around like a phantom, his body slamming into Lu Yilin's Intermediate Level Light Element [Light Blessing Protection] and shattering it into pieces.

The golden Light Screen shattered, scattering into countless golden dust particles that fell from the sky.

Seeing his opponent charging towards him like an unstoppable dragon, Lu Yilin was deeply shaken. Some of the magic that struck his body was instantly negated, and he cried out in panic, "No! I am a direct descendant of the Lu Family! If you dare touch me, your whole family will die!"

"Those who reap what they sow will not live!"

With Killing Intent on his face, Lu Jun lunged forward, grabbing Lu Yilin by the neck and lifting him high as if he were a chick.

Everyone was stunned. Jiang Shaoxu her red lips slightly, her beautiful eyes glazed over, and said, "This is too brutal!"

Zhao Manyan exclaimed in surprise, "Mo Fan, is your friend a monster?"

After all, with the physique of a warrior at the Advancement Period of Qi and Blood, Lu Jun could easily defeat Lu Yilin even without using magic.

Moreover, how can the destruction of magic compare to the satisfaction of taking matters into one's own hands?

Tear!

Suddenly, a sound of flesh being torn apart rang out, accompanied by Lu Yilin's earth-shattering scream.

There stood Lu Jun, his imposing figure towering over the ground. He held Lu Yilin aloft with one hand, grabbed the other's arm with the other, and ripped it off at the root, leaving a trail of blood.

His body was covered in blood, yet his aura was powerful and vigorous, making him appear like Demon God.

Not to mention the passersby in the mall who reacted and screamed, even the National Team had seen many killings felt a bit scared.

Lu Jun's eyes shone with spiritual brilliance, stimulating Lu Yilin's mind and amplifying the pain dozens of times. He was ruthless and merciless, like dismantling a machine, tearing off pieces of flesh and bones one by one.

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Chapter 270 A Thousand Miles of Battle

Inside the mall, the densely packed pedestrians had vanished without a trace the moment the battle began.

Crack! Crack! A clear, crisp sound of bone breaking rang out.

Lu Jun crushed all of Lu Yilin's bones with his bare hands, tearing flesh and blood all over the ground. His hoarse screams gradually became weak and feeble.

In just a few seconds, Lu Yilin was reduced to a bloody mess, his limbs and bones were dismembered bit by bit, leaving only his torso being carried away.

Lu Jun didn't kill the other party for the time being, keeping him alive so that Lu Yilin could witness firsthand how the Lu Family would perish.

Then he walked step by step to the Lu Family elder who had been subdued by the group. Wherever he went, he left bloody footprints, and blood dripped from his hands.

As Lu Jun walked through the group of seven or eight National Team standing in a staggered pattern, everyone froze, a chill rising from their hearts, their spines going cold, and cold sweat pouring down their backs.

Killing someone is just a matter of nodding your head; I've never seen such a brutal method before.

Even Mo Fan was surprised, as he had never seen this side of Lu Jun before.

A moment later, Lu Jun looked down at the Lu Family elder who had fallen and was struggling. The man also looked terrified and seemed to want to beg for mercy.

Without a word, he stomped down hard, and with a 'splat' sound, his head burst open like a watermelon. His body collapsed to the ground, and blood gushed from his neck like a fountain.

Buzz buzz buzz!

After killing the man, Lu Jun acted swiftly and decisively, drawing Summoning System Star Track. The night surged, thick dark fog spread, and a massive White Deer beast stepped out.

Lu Jun flipped himself onto the Night Thunder Dream Beast and galloped into the depths of darkness without looking back.

After he left, the other National Team relaxed and breathed a long sigh of relief. Jiang Shaoxu felt that she dared not flirt with Lu Jun anymore. Nan Rongni's face stiffened, and she quickly cleared away any resentment.

As night deepened, the Night Thunder Dream Beast raced wildly under the moonlight, the wilderness vast and empty, a fierce wind blowing.

But Lu Jun's blood wouldn't cool down; instead, it boiled over. He traveled thousands of miles back to Magic City to sever the hand reaching for Ding Yumian.

Ding Yumian's identity as a victim of emotional and Mind Calamity is too important to be allowed to go wrong.

He vowed to unleash a massacre before leaving the country, to terrify the entire land, so that no one would dare threaten his family and friends again, and to resolve all the troubles.

Night Thunder Dream Beast possesses remarkable stamina and incredible speed. Its entire body blends into the darkness, moving as nimbly as a shadow, gliding over countless obstacles.

Lu Jun arrived at the Pearl Academy late at night. From a distance, he could see that the academy was brightly lit.

Exhausted, Night Thunder Dream Beast vanished into the dimensional light.

He offered a comforting word. "You've worked hard."

Lu Jun stared at the academy, then, carrying the black clouds of Black Impermanence, he floated straight towards the Main Campus.

Because he was covered in blood and Lu Yilin, whom he was carrying, was only a torso and a head, he looked like a peerless demon. The student monks guarding the door almost called the police.

However, someone in the darkness still recognized Lu Jun and hesitated before asking, "Chairman Lu?"

"It's Chairman Lu!" More and more people recognized him and shouted, "He's from our school, don't worry, make way!"

Lu Jun simply nodded indifferently and then stepped over the railing.

After the person left, the students began to whisper and discuss among themselves:

"Chairman Lu was terrifying just now! He was covered in blood, did he kill someone? What happened? It felt like he was about to go on a killing spree."

"Were they the same group of judges who entered Pearl Academy before?"

"I don't know."

Meanwhile, in the Main Campus, a tall, thin man with a long chin stood in front of the teaching building, wearing an overcoat. Around him were more than thirty judges, all of whom were direct descendants of North Rain Mountain, many of whom were members of the Lu Family.

Ahead, Dean Xiao stood in a cold line, blocking the way and refusing to let anyone go.

Director Fu, his face contorted with rage, shouted, "What right do you have to take away a student, especially one with close ties to members of the National Academy? Aren't you afraid of affecting the members' performance and dragging down the National Mansion Competition?"

Lu Zhantian smiled faintly and said casually, "Don't worry, I naturally understand the importance of this matter, and who said I was going to detain Ding Yumian?"

"I'm only taking her away for a few days to check on her. I'll release her soon, and I guarantee she'll be safe and sound."

At this moment, the other department heads who were gathered around also tried to persuade him, "Old Fu, don't go head-to-head with the Adjudication Court, it's useless. Besides, he has already made guarantees, what's wrong with asking the students to cooperate for a few days?"

Seeing this, Lu Zhantian revealed a confident smile.

Suddenly, a dark mass fell from the sky toward his head.

Lu Zhantian was startled and quickly reacted. He used his Wind Element to unleash a whirlwind that blew the dark object away, sending it crashing heavily to the ground.

After a moment, he stared at the harmless object, and upon recognizing it, his eyes narrowed, and he roared in fury, "Who is it?!"

The entire audience was stunned. Everyone looked at the bloody mass on the ground and was horrified to discover that it was actually a body consisting only of a torso and a head, covered in blood and grime, barely alive, with its chest heaving almost imperceptibly.

Lu Zhantian was going crazy. He clearly recognized that it was his own younger brother. How dare someone cut off the limbs of a direct descendant of the Lu Family and torture him to this extent?

"I was the one who moved the person; it'll be your turn soon."

In the darkness, Lu Jun slowly emerged from the shadows, speaking coldly. His imposing Killing Aura deterred the onlookers, who retreated and made way for him.

Rumble!

Before Lu Zhantian could say anything, he roared, and a terrifying power surged into the sky, staining the night sky with blood-red ink, making it look like a blood-red world. Thousands of strands of blood and qi rose up and formed a ghostly phantom behind him.

The ghosts and gods are tiger-headed deities with prominent horns and ridges. They are not demons, but heavenly God, their aura a blend of the eerie and the noble.

Without hesitation, Lu Jun entered the [God Ascension] state, his aura rising steadily, stirring up layers of air waves that spread outwards with overwhelming force. His white hair flowed like silk, his eyes were heterochromatic blue and red, his muscles bulged, Demonic Ritual Mark appeared, and Sword Wings dark crown.

His imposing figure resembled a white tiger king, surrounded by a dark blue-black wind and gray-white dust, causing those around him to retreat step by step.

Now, Lu Jun is at the advanced level of the Four Elements, making progress in all aspects. His strength after God Ascension is quite different from when he first became god. With the fusion of the two great ghostly demons of Qian and Kun, his combat power has steadily reached the level of Sub-Lord, unlike before when it was a struggle.

Lu Jun felt the immense power emanating from his body and the continuing burning demonic energy within his Spiritual World. He stared at Lu Zhantian, took a step, and his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

Thump!

A blurry afterimage flashed by, too blurry to see clearly, followed by a deafening roar.

The spot where Lu Zhantian been standing was now completely gone. Then, a belated gust of wind swept through, its terrifying speed causing the school road to collapse inch by inch. From beginning to end, it resembled a long dragon soaring into the sky, carving out a terrifying, deep ravine.

The fire spread all the way to the edge of the Main Campus, causing buildings to tilt and collapse along its path, with billowing smoke filling the air.

Cough, cough, cough! Lu Zhantian coughed up blood violently as someone lifted him high into the air. He looked down at Lu Jun's sinister yet handsome face, filled with utter terror.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Lu Jun's eyes were cold and indifferent. He didn't speak, but grabbed Lu Zhantian's ankle and slammed it hard against the ground. He slammed it repeatedly, almost leaving afterimages. Huge craters appeared out of thin air on the ground, and boulders flew everywhere.