Immortal Ancestor Wan Yan's remnant soul was indeed on the verge of dispersing. His Immortal Soul Body drifted about like smoke.
With his eyes closed, Immortal Ancestor Wan Yan slowly said, "Lu Ren, I still need a little more time to repair the Chaos Ancient Sword. Heiming Tian has already sensed that my remnant soul is about to disperse. He'll likely charge in here. Help me buy as much time as you can!"
"Alright!"
Lu Ren nodded, gripping another longsword as he stood before Immortal Ancestor Wan Yan.
At that moment, Heiming Tian slowly walked in as well.
"Lu Ren, I told you—hand over the Chaos True Origin, and I'll spare your life!"
Heiming Tian said coolly.
"And what if I refuse?"
Lu Ren sneered.
"Lu Ren, you should know how precious your life is. Why risk it all against me for the Chaos True Origin? Hand it over. That Immortal Ancestor Wan Yan can't protect you!"
Heiming Tian said coldly.
"I don't need his protection. On the contrary, you might very well fall here today!"
Lu Ren smiled faintly.
"What did you say?"
Heiming Tian froze, then mocked, "Lu Ren, I admit your talent is terrifying. Back in the Lower Realm Battlefield, you swept through the geniuses of the Thirty-Three Heavens. But no matter how strong Transcendence is, it is still only Transcendence. Even with the power of the Taixu Immortal Bone, you cannot possibly contend against the Supreme Realm!"
As he spoke, Heiming Tian's body trembled, and terrifying Dao Rhyme swept out. Behind his head, a Chaos Dao Ring one foot in diameter condensed.
Then, he struck out with his palm through the air once more, viciously slamming it down toward Lu Ren's head.
Boom!
This palm contained powerful Dao Rhyme, like a chaotic abyss, suppressing Lu Ren.