"Lu Ren, don't think being the Divine Son lets you look down on everyone! We spotted this stone wall first. Leave, or don't blame me for what happens!"
The young man's face was icy, his anger at its peak.
"If you spotted it first, why aren't you sitting here?"
Lu Ren sneered.
"Because of that Secret Realm Beast! It was charred black. Huo Ling'er must have killed it for you, right?"
The young man's voice was cold.
"So what if she did? So what if she didn't?"
Lu Ren spoke mildly.
"Then get the hell away from it!"
The young man roared. Before the disciples beside him could react, golden light burst from his sword. He slashed at Lu Ren, sending a brilliant sword beam surging forward like a golden sea.
"Wang Jian, don't!"
The disciples' faces changed. They had not expected Wang Jian to attack outright. However gifted Lu Ren was, he was only in the Heavenly God Realm. Wang Jian was a first-level Divine Profound Realm cultivator who had mastered the Yin Profound Law. One careless blow could kill Lu Ren.
Lu Ren was the Divine Son. Even if Wang Jian was a direct descendant of the Ancient Wang Family, he would never escape punishment if he accidentally killed him.
But their warning came too late. Wang Jian had held nothing back. His sword struck with fierce, overwhelming force.
Boom!
To everyone's astonishment, Lu Ren did not dodge. Black Buddhist light gathered behind him. He raised his own sword, and an astonishing sword force erupted, smashing through the golden beam like a gale sweeping away dead leaves.
Wang Jian's strike could have killed any Heavenly God with ease. Against an attack like that, any Heavenly God could only dodge.
Yet Lu Ren had blocked it with one swing