Chapter 359: Whose Life Do You Want to Leave Here?

"Who?" Yan Tianzhi noticed the woman who had appeared beside Lu Yang. He had been watching the battle high in the sky and hadn't paid attention to Lu Yang's situation. How did someone suddenly pop up in the blink of an eye? Lan Ting and Bai Ming reacted similarly to Yan Tianzhi, having completely missed Lu Yang using the Pictographic Fist to summon his senior sister earlier.

"Acting Sect Master?" Lan Ting had seen the senior sister when she accompanied her master to a meeting at the Dao Seeking Sect. The senior sister had even tied a red string around her wrist, suggesting she and Lu Yang get married. Afterward, her master told her that Yun Zhi was the Acting Sect Master of the Dao Seeking Sect, with profound and unfathomable cultivation. Bai Ming had met Yun Zhi at an exchange conference between the Five Elements Sect and the Dao Seeking Sect. He had heard his master say that the Dao Seeking Sect's senior sister was the foremost among her peers in the immortal sects and was not to be provoked. Yan Tianzhi didn't know the senior sister. He had heard that the Dao Seeking Sect had changed its Sect Master but didn't know who it was.

Meng Jingzhou smiled confidently, immediately feeling that the red-robed Tribulation Transcender who had suddenly appeared was no big deal. He even felt he could take on the fight himself without much trouble. "This is our Senior Sister, Yun Zhi, the Acting Sect Master of the Dao Seeking Sect," Meng Jingzhou introduced solemnly. "With her here, this place is absolutely safe!"

Lan Ting and the others didn't quite understand. The Acting Sect Master of the Dao Seeking Sect's cultivation was probably similar to that of Daoist Buyu, or, to make a bolder guess, at the Tribulation Transcender stage. If the Dao Seeking Sect's senior sister were to fight a Tribulation Transcender in the sky, the aftermath could overturn mountains, boil oceans, and destroy the world. How could it be safe then?

Yun Zhi paid no attention to the others' thoughts, quietly watching the battle high in the sky with a blank expression, revealing nothing of what she was thinking.

Lan Ting suddenly noticed that the constantly chattering Xia Qun had fallen silent, his body trembling uncontrollably. "Lord Xia, are you alright?" Gulp. Xia Qun swallowed hard and forced a smile. "I-I'm fine. Look how happy I am; the Provincial Governor is saved."

Yun Zhi turned to look at Xia Qun. "You know me?" Faced with Yun Zhi's question, Xia Qun dared not refuse to answer. "When the Old Ancestor left the ancestral land to personally greet Senior, I happened to be nearby." Xia Qun couldn't help but be afraid. What kind of person was his Old Ancestor? Few throughout history could compare, and he had never heard of the Old Ancestor leaving the ancestral land. Who would have thought that on the day he intended to visit the Old Ancestor, he would see the Old Ancestor leaving the ancestral land to personally welcome this impossibly beautiful senior from the Dao Seeking Sect? The significance of this Dao Seeking Sect senior was easily imaginable.

Yun Zhi nodded. "We are of similar age; there's no need to address me as 'Senior.' You can just call me Fellow Daoist Yun Zhi." Xia Qun nodded in agreement but dared not actually call her that. If the Old Ancestor were to find out about it, he might not leave the Imperial City alive.

Lu Yang was startled to hear this. To be of similar age to his senior sister and already possess early Body Integration cultivation—didn't that mean Lord Xia's cultivation talent was similar to that of Senior Brother Dai Bufan? Meng Jingzhou, seeing Xia Qun's reaction and considering his talent, felt a slight doubt. "What are you thinking?" Lu Yang asked via spiritual transmission. "Do you know the imperial family's surname?" "I remember it's Jiang?" "Correct, it's Jiang. But when the imperial family travels outside and needs to hide their identity, they usually change their surname to 'Xia'." "Are you saying Lord Xia is from the imperial family?" "It's possible."

In the sky, the red-robed figure let out an eerie laugh, rescuing two ancient cultivators and giving them pills to restore their strength. "My lord." The two ancient cultivators, upon seeing the red-robed figure, put away their arrogance and dared not show any slack. "You two did well. It wasn't in vain that I hid you in this secret realm, giving me the chance to witness the fabled National Destiny and the illusion of the Grand Pure Sword." With the red-robed figure's cultivation, he could deduce much just from seeing the illusions. The National Destiny and the Grand Pure Sword would undoubtedly become obstacles to the rise of their Great Yu Dynasty. If the red-robed figure had acted personally, the Provincial Governor would have only used the National Destiny to disperse the cultivators below, not to engage in combat.

The Provincial Governor's heart sank. The National Destiny was fundamental; if the ancient cultivators learned how to use it, they would devise countermeasures, and then the National Destiny, which had always been invincible, would become restricted everywhere and its power greatly diminished. As for the Grand Pure Sword, he actually didn't know what it truly was, but for a Tribulation Transcender to attach such importance to it, it must be significant. "You cannot be allowed to live!" At this point, Sect Master Mi and the others were no longer effective. The Provincial Governor's only reliance was the grand seal in his hand. He once again activated the National Destiny, and the vast National Destiny coalesced into the Grand Pure Sword once more. Its sword energy surged, and the dazzling light was even more blinding than sunlight, as if splitting heaven and earth.

The red-robed figure coldly smiled, thinking the Provincial Governor's efforts were futile. He could temporarily dematerialize his body, making all attacks pass through him. While his combat strength wasn't exceptionally powerful among those of the same realm, no one could harm him. The illusion of the Grand Pure Sword slashed down, and a wound appeared on the red-robed figure's chest, skin torn open, revealing white bone. "What?!" The red-robed figure was shocked. His dematerialization ability was part of the rules and had never failed. He had been careless and was actually wounded by the illusion of the Grand Pure Sword, suffering a significant loss of vitality. "No wonder the Grand Tutor repeatedly warned me to be careful of the Grand Pure Sword's illusion. So that's it! The Grand Pure Sword has the ability to temporarily nullify rules!"

*Crack!* A crisp sound rang out. The red-robed figure discovered that the jade pendant hanging around his neck was shattered. This was a life-saving treasure, meaning the illusion of the Grand Pure Sword had already killed him once! The red-robed figure laughed in extreme anger. "Now is not the time to openly break ties with Great Xia. I originally intended to spare your life, but since you've courted death and harmed my body, then you and the cultivators below shall be buried here!"

As the red-robed figure's words fell, he discarded his playful demeanor. An unspeakable stillness filled the air, making even breathing difficult. Bewitching flowers bloomed around his feet, instantly covering the entire sky. He clenched his fist tightly, and the flowers withered. A point of light flew out from the withered flower buds, condensing into a long whip in his hand. *Crack!* He flicked the whip, and space shattered accordingly.

The Provincial Governor's expression changed drastically. This was a supreme treasure capable of shattering space. Even if he could withstand it, the cultivators below would definitely not survive the blow. The two ancient cultivators, closest to the red-robed figure, trembled. They knew how terrifying this lord was when enraged. During the Great Yu era, he would wipe out the populations of several cities to quell his wrath, earning him the title "Red-Robed Scourge"!

"All of you shall leave your lives here!" The red-robed figure roared, his long whip crackling with lightning. The entire space trembled as if on the verge of collapse. The cultivators below couldn't help but feel despair. Their hearts were filled with terror and dread; the destructive power surpassed anything they could imagine. The red-robed figure laughed maniacally, swinging his whip with force.

"Hmm?" He raised his hand to swing the whip but found his arm wouldn't lower. "No, it's not just my arm!" He discovered with horror that his entire body was immobile. "Spatial Lock!" He was proficient with the long whip, and his whip was a supreme treasure that could tear space. How could he be locked by spatial restraint? When?!

A graceful figure appeared before him, cold as ice. She slowly spoke, her beautiful, indifferent eyes devoid of emotion. "Whose life do you intend to leave here?"