Chapter 13

"Are you not coming out yet?" Lu Shaoyou's lips curled into a bright smile, but a bone-chilling coldness permeated the air. "A bunch of ants!"

The surroundings were empty, not even a breeze, and the sunlight remained bright.

"What? Want to rob me, but now you dare not come out?" Lu Shaoyou's eyes were like knives, staring intently at a certain spot in the air. "Still not coming out? Looks like I have to bring you out myself!" As he spoke, Lu Shaoyou's fingers moved like a knife, tearing through the air, and powerful energy scattered in all directions, the sound of breaking air echoing in the void. His hands moved like a mighty dragon, and terrifying roars of dragons and tigers shot out from his palms.

The Azure Dragon roared, the White Elephant bowed. The Kunlun Jade shattered, and the sky was torn apart. Various strange phenomena surged like a mighty river, and as soon as Lu Shaoyou made his move, it was extraordinary. The ancient, nameless scripture within him roared like thunder, exuding a sense of dominance, vastness, and nobility, intertwining with his right hand like threads.

"You ants, dare to rob me! Give me your lives!" Lu Shaoyou's voice was like a copper bell, resonating loudly, and a vast divine consciousness swept through the void. A golden giant hand, as if formed by nature, reached out to the shadowy figures.

"Boom—" The golden giant hand, like the hand of a heavenly deity, caused everything in its path to collapse and disintegrate!

Lu Shaoyou played a trick, slightly holding back his strength, but it was still astonishing. Eighty dragon-horse power! Burst!

"Bang—" In the depths of the void, the originally calm space suddenly exploded, and figures shot out like lightning, leaving Lu Shaoyou empty-handed.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to discover us. Heh heh—someone who can match the old ghost Wei is indeed extraordinary. To discover us with just the cultivation of the Sixth Level of Qi Practice, you truly have some unique qualities," a proud voice echoed from the void. "But can you really match us with just this strength?"

A group of people appeared before Lu Shaoyou, surrounding a man with a strange appearance. The strange man held a folding fan, gently waving it, and he stared at Lu Shaoyou, saying slowly, "Hand over all your spirit medicines, and I will spare your life!"

"Are you here to seek death? I, Lu Shaoyou, have always taken things from others, and you dare to rob me! Hmph—truly seeking death!" Lu Shaoyou sneered at them, taking a large step forward, his iron fist smashing out like a comet striking the moon. "I'll send you all to the afterlife! So you can have a companion on the road to the underworld!"

"What!? You are Lu Shaoyou!" The strange man's folding fan snapped shut, and his originally lazy expression turned into a fierce one. "You are Lu Shaoyou? The one who killed Yingkong?!" The strange man's aura became overwhelmingly powerful.

"Indeed!" Lu Shaoyou answered, unleashing all eighty dragon-horse power, striking the strange man. "But how did you know?"

"Ridiculous!" A middle-aged fat man beside him shouted, his body trembling like a ball of meat, rushing at Lu Shaoyou.

"Bang—" The two clashed and immediately separated, both retreating two steps.

"Ha ha ha—" The strange man's eyes glowed with a fierce light, like a wolf seeking prey. "Heaven has a path, but you did not take it; hell has no door, but you have entered it! Lu Shaoyou, you will never know that the Yingkong you killed was my brother, Yingwen! I was going to spare your life, but now, I have changed my mind. I want you to kneel! Kneel three times before me, hand over all your spirit medicines and inner cores, and I will leave you a complete corpse!" As he spoke, Yingwen's aura surged, like a demon emerging from the depths, his powerful presence undeniable!

Eighth Level of Qi Practice, Great Perfection Realm!

Lu Shaoyou's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Yingwen, thinking: I didn't expect to encounter the demon race from Wannanshan and Luoyundong here.

The surrounding demons, thinking Lu Shaoyou was afraid, spoke triumphantly: "Yes! Kneel! Kneel before the young master!"

"Killing the young master's brother! You truly deserve to die ten thousand times!"

"Quickly hand over the spirit medicines, or the young master's anger will leave you with no place to bury your body!"

"Look at his appearance, he must be afraid of Young Master Yingwen!"

"That's right, Young Master Yingwen's power is unparalleled, how can this boy compare to him!"

"Exactly, exactly!"

...

As the demons chattered, Lu Shaoyou raised his head with a sinister smile. "Afraid? I, Lu Shaoyou, fear nothing in heaven or earth, and I won't fear you, scum! You want me to kneel! Fine! Very well! Today, I will make you all kneel!"

Lu Shaoyou's words immediately caused a stir.

"Just you! You think you can take us all down! What a joke! Today, I'll show you the world, so you can die with your eyes closed! No need to thank me!" A male demon who had mocked Lu Shaoyou for being afraid of Yingwen said disdainfully, while Yingwen stared at Lu Shaoyou intently without a word.

Hearing this, Lu Shaoyou pointed at the male demon and said sternly, "Just for those words, I, Lu Shaoyou, will crush you!" Lu Shaoyou put his words into action, stepping in holy light, his fists clenched like dragons and elephants, charging forward with a force of one hundred dragon-horse power.

The male demon didn't have time to continue his threats when he heard the fierce wind, shuddering, "One hundred dragon-horse power! How is that possible!?"

"Crane and Pine Giant Spirit Fist!" The male demon screamed, immediately using his strongest martial technique.

"Ordinary cultivators at the Seventh Level of Qi Practice have about fifty to sixty dragon-horse power. Even the most outstanding ones find it hard to break through to one hundred dragon-horse power. How could a mere Sixth Level of Qi Practice cultivator break this nine-nine barrier!?" The other demons were stunned, like wooden chickens, "Just at the Sixth Level of Qi Practice, he can overpower a Seventh Level, Great Perfection Realm cultivator!"

"So what? We have Young Master Yingwen here. No matter how capable he is, he will die!" A male demon said with a show of bravado.

"That's right..."

The demons began to chatter again, and the two had already exchanged a blow. With just one move, the male demon realized the gap between him and Lu Shaoyou, his mouth bitter. His brain must have been fried; why did he go and provoke this fierce god? The male demon was already panting, and the Crane and Pine Giant Spirit Fist was gradually losing form. The male demon felt a growing sense of panic, and Lu Shaoyou seized the opportunity, finding an opening, and directly smashed his iron fist into the gap. The male demon felt as if the sky was collapsing, and his entire body turned to powder!

"Bang—" A light sound, and the male demon burst like a punctured balloon, blood raining down from the sky.

"I said, I will crush you!" Lu Shaoyou said coldly. "And you will be crushed!"

The other demons fell silent.

One move! A Seventh Level of Qi Practice demon cultivator was already exhausted!

Two moves! A Seventh Level of Qi Practice demon cultivator was killed!

Sigh—The demons involuntarily drew in a cold breath, a sense of foreboding growing in their hearts.

At this moment, a demon suddenly shouted, "Let's all attack! He is definitely no match for us! Let's tear him apart together!" The demons, roused by this shout, roared and used their deadly techniques, charging at Lu Shaoyou.

Lu Shaoyou's eyes were cold, his gaze like lightning, sweeping the surroundings, a bloodthirsty grin on his lips.