"Thud!"
A dull impact rang out as Ren Ye slammed heavily into the Heavenly Lord Statue, then bounced to the ground like a ball and vomited a mouthful of blood.
Enduring the pain in his back, he sprang to his feet and retreated several steps before looking ahead in shock.
In midair inside the Main Hall, Lu Wentian radiated dazzling golden light. His body seemed supported by a gentle breeze as he floated there, sword in his right hand.
Countless sword lights around him sank into the peachwood sword, making it ring again and again.
"Outsiders say there would be no Celestial Master Lu today without Song Mingzhe." Lu Wentian looked down over the Main Hall with a dark gaze and sneered. "Heh. Bullshit! I may not have had outstanding talent, but I got here one step at a time. Even in my sleep, I thought about how to refine pills, how to kill efficiently, how to please the Higher-Ups. I never dared slack off for a moment. Even if I was a chamber pot, I was the hardest-working, most useful chamber pot of them all."
"You lot... are nowhere close!"
Inside the hall, the three stared at him in terror, their hearts filled with utter despair.
Their combined attack just now had not even earned them the right to get close to Lu Wentian.
One strike. With just one strike, the swirling sword qi had sent all three flying. If they had not each possessed signature abilities and Magic Treasures capable of dispersing sword qi, they would already have been three corpses.
After swallowing those three pills, the old bastard had truly become an invincible figure, monstrously powerful.
In midair, Lu Wentian looked at the enormous statue and threw back his head, laughing. "Of all the myriad arts in