The Supreme Elder of the Purple Mansion Holy Land was unquestionably a lofty figure, someone countless cultivators could only look up to.
Yet Lu Chen had slain him with a mysterious black gourd. His head had dissolved into a bloody mist, leaving him dead beyond all doubt, and his body had fallen into the dust, its vitality extinguished. The cultivators were left utterly dumbfounded, hardly daring to believe what they had witnessed.
Boom!
After a brief silence, the crowd erupted into an uproar of startled cries. Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, overcome with terror!
They were also profoundly shocked. Lu Chen was merely a youth whose cultivation was only at the Dao Palace Realm. By all common sense, no matter how astonishing his talent, he could never have killed an expert at the Immortal Platform Secret Realm or above.
Yet the truth lay before their eyes: the Supreme Elder of the Purple Mansion Holy Land was dead, his Dao extinguished.
That youth named Lu Chen had first killed the Purple Mansion Holy Son, then slain a Supreme Elder, all within the same day. Surely the Purple Mansion Holy Land would go mad, and towering, terrifying waves would surge through the Northern Region!
Lu Chen laughed loudly. "So what if you're a Holy Land's Supreme Elder? I said you couldn't kill me, and you couldn't."
The faces of the Purple Mansion Holy Land's disciples turned exceedingly ugly. The Purple Mansion Saintess appeared unmoved, still immersed in the Dao realm, yet she was deeply wary of that black gourd.
She stood deep within the small world inside the Landscape Scroll, hazy and mysterious. Violet mist shrouded her, and she seemed almost to vanish into the void, merging with heaven and earth and becoming a body of Dao laws.
"Immortal maiden