No One Can Protect You! Su Linxian Made His Move: What If I Insist on Saving Him Today?

Li Junhua?!

You Xuanhai froze for a moment, then immediately caught on, his expression darkening in an instant.

"You're still alive?!"

He recognized Li Junhua.

Though he looked far, far younger, how could You Xuanhai fail to recognize that face?

The Star Abyss Great Emperor! That man from seventy-six thousand years ago!

He had actually lived a second life.

An uproar swept through the guests in the hall.

Some cultivators recognized Li Junhua and cried out in shock.

"He's the Star Abyss Great Emperor! The Star Abyss Great Emperor from seventy-six thousand years ago!"

"What?! He's lived a second life?!"

"How is that possible! Since primordial times, only three people have managed to live a second life!"

"He's younger! He's regained his youth! He really succeeded!"

Voices surged like a tide, throwing the entire hall into turmoil.

Cultivators from the various sacred clans rose to their feet, craning their necks to look at the golden-haired figure at the entrance.

An unparalleled figure from seventy-six thousand years ago had lived a second life and regained his youth. In any era, such a legend would have shaken all the heavens.

And the instant Ming Suwen, standing beside You Xuanhai, heard that voice, she trembled faintly.

You Xuanhai suppressed his shock and sneered.

He stared impassively at Li Junhua, his voice dripping with mockery.

"So what if you've lived a second life? Star Abyss, do you think your Dengxian Realm cultivation is enough to cause trouble at my You Family's wedding?"

"Suwen personally agreed to this marriage. You've come at just the right time. Today, you'll watch with your own eyes—"

"Shut up."

Li Junhua cut him off coldly. His gaze passed over You Xuanhai and settled on Ming Suwen.

He drew a deep breath, turned toward all the guests in the hall, and spoke in a loud, clear voice.

"It's time to end this farce!"

"Today, I, Li Junhua, will reveal the truth to everyone!"

You Xuanhai frowned and demanded gravely, "What do you mean?"

An icy smile curved Li Junhua's lips as he waved a hand.

"Yu Yao!"

"I know, I know. What's the rush?"

A lazy voice rang out.

Crack!

Space tore open, and Yu Yao came skipping out with her hands on her hips.

An impatient expression hung on her little face, but a glimmer of excitement shone in her golden, slit-pupiled eyes.

In her other hand, she carried a gray-haired old man. His whole body hung limp, his aura weak, as though every bone had been drawn out of him. He was none other than

the You Family's Grand Elder.

The instant You Xuanhai saw the Grand Elder, his pupils contracted sharply.

"Grand Elder?!"

"Star Abyss, what exactly are you trying to do?!"

A powerful sense of foreboding welled up within him.

"Everyone!"

Li Junhua's voice exploded like thunder.

"The Ming Family was destroyed by none other than the You Family!"

The hall fell silent in an instant.

Ming Suwen shuddered violently.

Beneath her gold-threaded bridal veil, her face turned deathly pale.

She slowly raised her head and looked toward Li Junhua through the veil, as though rooted to the spot.

Every guest in the hall froze. Some gaped, some sucked in a sharp breath, and others exchanged bewildered looks.

"How dare you!"

"Utter nonsense!"

You Xuanhai's expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "What madman dares spout such nonsense here?"

"Star Abyss, everyone knows the Chaos Antiquity Demon Sect destroyed the Ming Family. My You Family carried out heaven's justice. Far from being the killers, we were the Ming Family's benefactors! You need evidence for your claims!"

"Stop spewing bloody slander!"

"Nonsense?"

Li Junhua sneered and looked down at the Grand Elder sprawled on the floor.

"Yu Yao!"

"Soul Stabilization!"

Yu Yao's golden eyes flashed.

The Grand Elder shuddered. His mouth opened, and under You Xuanhai's murderous gaze, he trembled for a long while before finally speaking.

His voice was quiet, but it carried clearly throughout the hall.

"The patriarch... the patriarch gave the order back then... to slaughter all three hundred-odd members of the Ming Family... leave no one alive... afterward, he pretended to avenge the Ming Family... approached Ming Suwen... all for... for the Ming Family's Primordial Bloodline..."

"How is that possible?!"

The instant his words fell, it was as though a depth charge had detonated in the hall.

The guests erupted in uproar.

"What?! The You Family destroyed the Ming Family?"

"How is that possible! Wasn't You Xuanhai the benefactor who avenged the Ming Family?"

"The You Family itself was behind the massacre of the Ming Family?!"

"He deceived Ming Suwen for forty thousand years?!"

Voices surged like a tide. Cultivators from the various sacred clans stood up, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

Some shook their heads, others frowned, and a trace of contempt entered their gazes as they looked at You Xuanhai.

You Xuanhai's face was livid, his facial muscles twitching faintly.

Su Linxian reclined in his seat, holding a teacup, and said with a smile,

"This show still isn't good enough."

I'll...

fan the flames a little more.

With a tap of his fingertip, a wisp of imperial radiance sank into the You Family's Grand Elder's soul!

Hum!

Trace to the Source!

The soul memories of that massacre were displayed to everyone like a slideshow, laid bare in their entirety!

"Gasp—!?"

"What kind of technique is this!"

"Replaying memories?!"

Ming Suwen slowly turned her head where she stood, looking at You Xuanhai through her veil.

"Is all of this true?"

"..."

You Xuanhai's expression had turned utterly dark.

He knew he could no longer conceal this matter.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly sneered.

"Hmph..."

"It's all slander!"

As his words fell,

You Xuanhai raised his hand. A crimson ray of imperial light shot from his fingertip, piercing the Grand Elder's brow with unerring precision.

Before the Grand Elder could even scream, his entire head exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

His headless body slumped to the floor, blood gushing from his severed neck and spreading across the white jade floor in a glaring scarlet pool.

Bang!

She raised her hand and lightly swatted toward You Xuanhai with her small, pale palm.

Pure physical power, terrifying beyond measure, poured from her palm and struck the imperial pressure You Xuanhai had unleashed with perfect accuracy.

Rumble!

The two forces collided thunderously in the void. The entire hall shook, and tiles rained down from its vaulted roof.

You Xuanhai's expression abruptly changed. That single slap forcibly scattered his imperial pressure, and the aftershock drove him half a step backward.

He stared fixedly at the little golden-haired girl, a grave look entering his eyes for the first time.

"Who are you?!"

Yu Yao rubbed her wrist, her golden, slit-pupiled eyes curving into crescents as she smiled sweetly.

"Me?"

"What's it to you?"

"Let's give you a beating first!"

The heavens shattered and the void cracked as the two Great Emperors swiftly clashed.

Boom! Boom!...

Li Junhua pushed through the chaotic crowd and seized Ming Suwen's wrist.

"Suwen."

"Come with me."

Ming Suwen raised her head and looked at him through her veil. Her voice came from beneath it, so soft that the surrounding clamor nearly drowned it out, yet carrying an almost imperceptible tremor.

"Is it true?"

Li Junhua knew what she was asking.

"Yes."

Ming Suwen swayed.

"You knew all along?"

Li Junhua said, "I only just learned."

Ming Suwen said nothing more. She stood where she was, her wedding dress blazing red, her face hidden beneath her veil, like a petrified statue. Li Junhua stood before her, his outstretched hand suspended in midair, unable to withdraw it or leave it there.

At the other end of the hall, You Ning was sweating profusely with anxiety.

He squeezed through the chaotic crowd, rushed up to Yun Qian, and grabbed his sleeve, his voice trembling. "Brother Yun Qian! You saw it—they're fighting up there! Who knows where that little girl came from? Even my father can't withstand her! Please ask your guardian to help!"

Yun Qian sat in his seat, his expression shifting uncertainly.

He glanced at the white-robed figure in the hall. Su Linxian was leaning against his chair with a teacup in hand, lazily watching the farce unfold, even wearing a faint smile.

Yun Qian recalled what had happened two days earlier. The terror of his soul nearly shattering remained vivid in his memory.

"Brother You, this matter... isn't something I can intervene in."

You Ning grew frantic. "Brother Yun Qian! Our friendship—"

"I said I can't intervene!" Yun Qian interrupted, a trace of irritation in his voice.

"If not for Brother Wang's sake, I wouldn't have deigned to come to a place like this!"

"A member of the Su Family, an Emperor Clan, is sitting right here. If I have my people intervene, I'll be making an enemy of the Su Family!"

You Ning's face alternated between green and white. He turned to Wang Guan on the other side.

"Brother Wang!"

Wang Guan stood amid the crowd, his expression grave.

Deep within his sea of consciousness, that aged voice was frantically warning him, "Little Guan! Don't act! Whatever you do, don't wade into these muddy waters!"

Wang Guan clenched his fists, but in the end, he lowered his head and shook it at You Ning.

"Brother You, I'm sorry."

You Ning's face turned utterly ashen.

He watched that tiny golden figure collide fiercely with his father in the void, every blow shaking heaven and earth, yet could do nothing but stare helplessly.

Meanwhile,

blazing, terrifying streaks of golden light erupted within the You Family's ancestral grounds!

"This is the domain of our sacred You Family!"

"All of you, stop this instant!"

An enraged shout exploded from deep within the You Family estate, like heaven's might descending. The entire King-Sealing City trembled violently beneath it.

High above, clouds churned and rolled backward. An unimaginably terrifying pressure descended from the You Family's ancestral grounds, enveloping the entire hall.

Every guest in the hall felt their chest tighten at once. Those with lower cultivation dropped straight to their knees, and even Quasi-Emperor Realm cultivators turned deathly pale and trembled all over.

"The You Family's ancestor!"

"The ancestors are here! Star Abyss is finished!"

You Xuanhai's eyes lit up as he spoke with repeated sneers.

Three figures stepped out of the You Family's ancestral grounds.

Leading them was an old man with white hair and a white beard, a withered face, and a stooped frame. Yet within his murky old eyes flickered a piercing gleam that made hearts quail.

He wore an ancient black robe, and his aura was as unfathomable as an abyss, as vast as the sea.

Two equally aged figures followed behind him. Though their auras were slightly weaker than the man leading them, both stood at the threshold of the peak emperor realm.

The three ancestors of the You Family!

Their leader was the First Ancestor of the You Family, You Taichu, an old monster who had lived for a hundred thousand years, clinging to life through a divine coffin.

He walked through the air, solid steps forming beneath his feet with every stride. He looked down at the wreckage in the hall, a cold, ruthless gleam flashing through his clouded old eyes before his gaze finally settled on Li Junhua.

"Xingyuan."

His voice was quiet, yet it sounded like a verdict descending from the highest heavens.

"You dare ruin my You Family's marriage?!"

"Who gave you the nerve?"

Boom—!

An invisible surge of energy shot from his fingertip, striking Yu Yao with unerring precision.

Yu Yao's small body jolted violently, her golden slit pupils widening. It was as though an invisible mountain had pinned her down, forcibly pressing her out of the air and onto the ground. She struggled to rise, but that power was far too terrifying. Her knees buckled, and she braced both hands against the floor, the bluestone tiles beneath her palms shattering into spiderweb cracks.

"Fuck you!" Yu Yao cursed, her golden slit pupils blazing with defiance. "You old bastard! Once my master makes his move, you're dead!"

You Taichu did not look at her. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Li Junhua.

"Do you acknowledge your guilt?!"

The two ancestors behind him stepped forward in unison. Two auras at the peak emperor realm bore down at once, pressing onto Li Junhua's shoulders like two invisible heavenly palaces.

Li Junhua's knees buckled violently, his kneecaps cracking with a sharp snap. He clenched his teeth, golden blood seeping between them. Under that terrifying pressure, his back bent like a bow, his whole body like a string on the verge of snapping.

Crack, crack, crack, crack...

Bones shattered throughout his body.

Li Junhua clenched his fists and braced them against the ground. His nails splintered, exposing the bones of his fingers, and golden blood streamed between them, pooling across the floor.

He raised his head, an unyielding flame burning in his golden eyes as he stared fixedly at You Taichu's withered old face.

"The You Family of the Ancient Saint Clan is utterly despicable, forcing others to do your bidding."

"I, Li Junhua..."

"In this lifetime... will wipe out your You Family... every last one..."

You Taichu did not so much as lift an eyelid.

His gaze was as indifferent as the heavens, as though he were looking at an ant on the verge of death.

"This ends here."

"Today, no one can save you."

"Oh? Is that so?" A figure rose from his seat.

Su Linxian set down his teacup and strolled leisurely into the hall.

He stopped in front of Li Junhua, blocking those two oppressive auras at the peak emperor realm. The pressure on Li Junhua vanished abruptly, and he collapsed to the floor, gasping for breath. Ming Suwen hurried over and crouched down to support him.

You Taichu's gaze settled on Su Linxian, his clouded old eyes narrowing slightly.

"Who are you?"

You Ning scrambled out of the crowd, stumbling and crawling as he rushed forward. "Ancestor!" he said in a trembling voice. "This is the young master of the Su Family, an Emperor Clan!"

The Su Family, an Emperor Clan?

You Taichu's brows knitted tightly.

After a moment's silence, he said coldly, "I'll show your Su Family some respect as an Emperor Clan. This is an internal affair of the Ancient Saint Clan. Don't take an inch and demand a mile."

He stopped looking at Su Linxian and raised his hand, pressing down toward Li Junhua once more.

Su Linxian narrowed his eyes.

"Take an inch and demand a mile?"

"What if I insist on protecting him today?"

The instant his words fell, an aura slowly unfurled from within him.

Boom!

His cultivation at the peak emperor realm erupted without restraint!

You Taichu's two waves of oppressive power at the peak emperor realm melted away in an instant, like thin snow meeting boiling water!

"An emperor?!"

You Taichu's hand froze in midair.

His pupils contracted sharply.

That aura pierced through his oppressive power, through the imperial light shielding his body.

"The... the emperor realm?!"