Chapter 73: Breaking Through the Sacred Realm!

  "Let me go!" Nan Gong Ye struggled desperately, his eyes glowing red.

  Ling Wushuang is his, this man, what right does he have to intervene, what right does he have!? Moreover, this mysterious man actually dares to insult Donglin like this, and looks down on him with such disdain!

  Nangong Qing knelt on the ground, his entire body as if pressed down by a thousand pounds of force, his knees unable to move an inch. A heavy suffocating feeling rose in his heart, his face deathly pale, and his shock still hadn't faded.

  The legendary peak master actually exists.

  "What a terrifying pressure" Everyone's back was chilled to the bone, watching with bated breath, yet not daring to utter a single word. Who on earth is this?

  "Can you bear to be a woman kneeling before me?" The cold and hoarse words were like the most beautiful declaration in the world.

  Lou Jun's dark eyes, like the ripples of a black night, calmly raised his hand, and with a swift motion, he swung out the sleeve of his qilin-black robe embroidered with golden threads. It was as if he had swept away a speck of dust, leaving the air light and clear. But for Nan Gong Qing's body, it was like being struck by lightning - his entire body trembled before he flew backward, helplessly crashing to the ground!

  "Bang—"

  Nangong Qing fell to the ground with a loud thud, sending dust flying everywhere, like a heavy club striking the hearts of the onlookers, causing them to shudder involuntarily.

  "Ah——" Seeing this scene, Nan Gong Yan's face was twisted in extreme anger.

  This is Donglin, this man, what makes him so arrogant!

  "Let me go"

  The people around saw Nan Gong Ye's crazy figure, and they trembled with fear. This seventh prince was furious, even Nan Gong Qing wasn't a match for this mysterious man. He rushed forward, wasn't it like an egg hitting a rock?

  Jiang Guifei saw this and in her anxiety, raised a hand knife and cut it on his neck.

  Humiliation, resentment, anger, all sorts of emotions flashed across Nan Gong's face. Under the sudden attack by Jiang Guifei, his body shook violently, and his eyes desperately tried to open, but in the end, he still fainted away with a lingering sense of unwillingness.

  Jiang Guifei also reached Tian Xuan, and had a fierce battle with Ling Wushuang. Now, Nan Gongyan, who was already exhausted and heavily injured, couldn't withstand her full-strength attack.

  Nan Gong Yan just fainted, and Lou Jun Yan's line of sight swept over coldly, with a dangerous aura emanating from his dark red eyes.

  Jiang Guifei hugged the person in her arms, desperately lowering her head, trembling like a sieve, every pore on her body emitting cold air, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. The emperor did not understand, but she could not ignore him, this man was not someone they could afford to offend.

  "This deity, please have mercy on me" Jiang Guifei's whole body trembled, her lips almost bitten through.

  Ling Wushuang, this damned stinky girl, why is she always so lucky!

  Yun Chen's face was elegant and refined, looking like a weak scholar with no strength to truss a chicken, but his overall demeanor made people dare not underestimate him.

  He stared at the body of Nan Gong Qing who was thrown into the air, and then glanced around at the trembling crowd. Finally, he let out a cold snort towards Jiang Guifei: "Their king and queen, no one can bear her kneeling!"

  Li Tianyi didn't know when he had quietly knelt down on the ground, trying to minimize his presence, not wanting to be noticed by the man in front of him.

  Li Tianyi gritted his teeth in anger. Nangong Qing was specially invited by him, just to make Ling Wushuang uncomfortable. However, he didn't expect to be suddenly waved away by this unexpected person, ruining all his plans. How hateful! How detestable!

  However, things often don't go as one wishes. With a flicker of his fiery eyes, Lou Jun locked onto Li Tianyi, his piercing gaze seeming to penetrate through the soul.

  A sense of danger suddenly enveloped him, and Li Tian's entire body trembled violently. He raised his head only to crash into a boundless expanse of dark red. His emaciated hands shook uncontrollably as all the energy in his body was inexplicably drained away. His profound energy dissipated completely, and his body suddenly went limp.

  The people around him trembled with fear, afraid of getting into trouble. Li Tianyi, the Sword Saint, had spent decades cultivating his mysterious power, but in an instant, it was all gone. This man was simply a devil!

  Ling Wushuang's forehead flashed a black line, and it turned out that one could really kill with their eyes.

  "Peerless... This is the high-ranking person who has come to rescue the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce, your master?" Old Man Ling's whiskers twitched up and down, his waist straightened as he stood on one side, seemingly at ease, but his words were somewhat uncertain.

  Apart from Wu Shuang mentioning his master, he couldn't think of any other expert who had a relationship with the Ling family.

  However, Old Man Ling glanced back and forth at the hand Lou Junyan had placed on Ling Wusuo's waist, as well as the pampered look in Lou Junyan's cold and arrogant eyebrows. This didn't seem like a master-disciple relationship... this seemed more like...

  At this time, Old Man Ling's brain was a bit dizzy, but unfortunately, in front of Lou Junyan, he mentioned the nonsense that Ling Wushuang said that night, completely ignoring his sentence "Benjun's woman".

  Ling Wu Shuang raised his hand and covered his forehead.

  "Master?" Lou Junyan raised an eyebrow and gazed at Ling Wushuang, who looked innocent, with a hint of danger in his gentle tone.

  Ling Wushuang's mouth twitched slightly, and she smiled awkwardly twice, her head bowed in a way that seemed to be on the verge of tears, saying it wasn't... no, saying it was, even more so, did she count as lifting a rock to hit her own foot?

  "Master..." Lou Junyan's thin lips curled up slightly, and he repeated the two words with interest, savoring them.

  Suddenly, Ling Wusuo's delicate chin was pinched by two slender fingers, lifted violently, and then two slightly cool lips were pressed onto her soft lips, forcefully and domineeringly occupying all of hers.

  Ling Wushuang's clear eyes widened, and her heartbeat skipped a few beats!

  "Ah——" Old Master Ling's face turned red, he clenched his fists and coughed several times, turning away with a pleased expression that couldn't be hidden, it was indeed as he had thought!

  The people around them were all staring, no wonder Ling Wushuang didn't like the Seventh Prince. Compared to this man who seemed born to be a king, any other man in the world would pale in comparison.

  There were also some women who covered their mouths tightly, barely holding back their screams. If they could be looked at by such a man, even if it meant dying immediately, they would be willing!

  Ling Wushuang was suddenly attacked again, caught off guard, but quickly reacted, her slender arm placed on his slightly cool and broad chest, she pushed him away with a burst of strength, her breathing unstable, and glared at Lou Junyan with a fierce gaze, her lips flushed like cherry blossoms in full bloom.

  Lou Junyan raised his hand, his slender fingers slightly curled, and his thumb brushed against the crimson lip corner. His hoarse voice seemed to savor the taste, saying in a low tone: "Will there be such a master?"

  Ling Wushuang gritted her teeth fiercely, this overbearing man, even such a small matter he would bear a grudge.

  But what can she do? She can't win by fighting and can't escape either.

  Ji Yunyang was stunned on the side, her eyes wide with wonder, as if they were about to pop out. It's truly a rare sight, like an iron tree blooming after a thousand years. Even Wú Shuāng couldn't help but reveal a helpless expression.

  However, Ji Yunyang thought for a moment and feared that only such an overbearing man could control the sinister and shameless person. As the saying goes, "one thing restrains another", they were born to be a match made in heaven.

  Lou Junyan wrapped his arms around Ling Wusuo, chuckled a few times, and with a slight swaying of his tall figure, he vanished into thin air in an instant, so quickly that it almost seemed like an illusion.

  "Peerless" Ling Moqiu hastily called out.

  Ling Lao Ye Zi grabbed him with one hand, his whiskers twitched, and his old eyes stared at him fiercely. This blind fourth child, what's the point of joining in on the excitement at this time?

  Jian Nu's expression, except for the respect he had when facing Lou Jun Yan, was just a zombie face. Lou Jun Yan had already left, so Jian Nu naturally followed closely behind him and turned to leave.

  He glanced around and nodded slightly towards Old Man Ling, before swiftly leaving.

  Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, especially the people from Donglin Royal Family. From the moment Nan Gong Qing appeared, they had been kneeling on the ground. At this time, their bodies were limp and weak, and they wiped away the cold sweat on their foreheads, almost collapsing directly to the ground.

  "Ancestors"

  Some people suddenly jumped up and only then thought of running towards Nangong Qing who had fainted in the distance, each one anxious like a burning fire.

  Nan Gong Qi and the officials beside him exchanged a glance, their faces looking quite unsightly. Looking at Jiang Guifei holding Nan Gong Ye in her arms, they were even more sullen and unclear.

  These past few days, the upper and lower parts of Dongjing City have been like boiling water surging upwards. The matter of the royal night banquet has spread rapidly with the wind, spreading throughout all of Dongjing, and due to the influence of envoys from various countries, all four nations know that the Supreme God is not just a legend!

  The autumn wind is slightly cool, and to the east of the capital city, tens of miles away, a waterfall flows straight down, looking like a white silk hanging in the distance. The sound of the water is thunderous, surrounded by misty fog, with flowers blooming profusely, and mysterious birds flying about, making it seem like a paradise on earth.

  The waterfall cascades straight down, winding into a wide river, the rapid water flows through the flat and dense forest, slowly becoming gentle, as calm as the surface of a lake.

  "Why did you bring me here?" Ling Wu Shuang looked around and then at the man beside her.

  Lou Junyan glanced at her and walked up with a faint smile, "How's the seal I gave you? How's your cultivation going?"

  Dark red eyes gazed intently at the calm water surface, light blue hues flowing within the brilliant dark red, like the ultimate fusion of ice and fire.

  "Are you referring to the Five Seal Technique?" Ling Wu Xuan suddenly looked up, and his clear eyes rippled like water waves as he said, "I've learned the Mountain Seal."

  It seems there is a sense of accomplishment in speaking.

  "Have you learned the Mountain Climbing Seal?" Lou Junyan couldn't help but glance at Ling Wushuang, with a hint of a smile in his dark red eyes.

  Ling's eyebrows slightly raised, what's wrong?

  Lou Junyan's sleeve robe fluttered, his tall and robust body suddenly leaped into the air, his dark eyes fixed intently, his wrist flipped, his slender fingers swiftly pinched the incantation, word by word, in a deep voice he shouted: "Fan Shan Yin!"

  "Over the Mountain!"

  Three words of "Ling Yue", in the forest, echoing for a long time, and the surrounding mysterious birds fly away.

  Lou Junyan's crimson red hair danced wildly in the wind, his hands held up to the sky as if supporting the sun and moon. A massive mountain shadow suddenly took shape above his head, only to be swept away by a casual wave of his hand.

  "Boom——"

  Lou Junyan's palm strike created a massive gust of wind that slammed into the calm water surface, creating a huge black hole several meters wide. The slowly approaching river water swirled around it in confusion, unable to enter its gates.

  Splitting mountains and crossing seas, with the momentum of dividing waves and cutting off currents!

  Ling Wushuang slowly lowered his hands from his chest, and his eyes changed from doubt to surprise. This was the real "Flipping Mountain Seal" that he had used, compared to Lou Junyan's, it was like a trivial trick!

  "Are you sure you've mastered the Mountain Seal now?" Lou Junyan appeared beside Ling Wusuo, his black robes fluttering, a qilin-patterned golden silk robe wrapped around his body, like a hellish black dragon coiled and wrapped around him.

  "Wow... That's incredible..." Ling Wu Xiong couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

  What's even more terrifying is that she could feel that when Lou Junyan just struck out the Mountain Flip Seal, he had suppressed his Xuanli to the level of a low-grade Saint!

  "This is an ancient, mysterious seal technique that has been passed down, and to this day, no one has cultivated it to the fifth level. Each level is ingenious beyond compare." Lou Junyan swept his sleeve back, with both hands clasped behind him.

  Ling Wushuang was really curious, turned his head to look at Lou Junyan, and asked with a trembling gaze, "What realm have you reached in this printing method?"

  With the power of Shengjie, he can already produce the most basic Fanyan Seal, and its power is so terrifying. Then, with Lou Junyan's strength, what level has he actually reached?

  Looking at the bright eyes in front of him, like a piece of icy jade, Lou Junyan's voice was hoarse as he smiled, "The Seal of Annihilation"

  "The Fourth Layer, the King's Seal" Ling Wu Xuan gritted his teeth, and his hands in his sleeves slowly clenched into fists. The gap was huge, and he didn't know what level of terrifying power Lou Jun Yan had reached.

  Seeing her gritting her teeth, Lou Junyan couldn't help but smile as he gently rubbed her cool long hair, and chuckled softly, "Wu Shuang, don't be too ambitious, at this level, your talent is not only astonishing, it's downright frightening."

  After these days of precipitation and enlightenment, Ling Wushuang has reached the peak of the Ninth Rank Tianxuan Realm, and it's just one step away from entering the Holy Stage!

  Ling Wushuang was secretly gritting her teeth, she didn't want to be forever protected under his wings, but she also knew that if she acted rashly for personal gain, the consequences would be even more unbearable.

  Lou Junyan saw the determination in the woman's eyes and seemed to understand. He said, "So, you need to get stronger now."

  Ling Wushuang's eyes widened in surprise as he lifted his head, and before he could even react, his entire body was already floating in mid-air.

  Lou Junyan swept his hand, and the dark red flow in his eyes was hidden. His long fingers lifted and pressed down, and Ling Wushuang's body, which was suspended in mid-air, rapidly descended, like a huge stone that had broken free from its restraints, crashing into the calm water surface, splashing up layers of ripples.

  "Whoosh——"

  "Hmm..."

  The icy river water rushed in from all sides, Ling Wu Shuang was quite good at swimming, but the undercurrents at the bottom of the riverbed hit her with a suffocating force.

  "Rotate the mysterious power, resist the impact of the dark undercurrent"

  The man's gentle words, through layers of water curtains, seemed like waves bursting in her ears.

  Ling Wushuang couldn't help but spit out a string of bubbles, rapidly circulating, deep yellow mysterious energy swarmed out, isolating a thin membrane-like water curtain around her, continuously circulating the mysterious power to counteract the increasingly heavy water pressure surrounding her.

  A pair of black boots stood at the edge of the river, and Lou Jun's eyes grew even darker. With a flick of his wrist, another button was undone, and in the turbulent waters below, Ling Wusuo's small body plunged down again.

  Under the seemingly calm river, there is actually a surging undercurrent. The further you go, the heavier the water pressure becomes, just like the Xuanli level, which increases and refines step by step, and the released pressure also becomes thicker and more aggressive!

  On the first day, being thrown into the water by Lou Junyan, Ling Wushuang climbed up, looking like a drowned rat.

  On the tenth day, without anyone else's help, Ling Wushuang went down by herself and came back up safely, but her breathing was unstable and her hair was disheveled.

  One month later

  ……

  Time in the mountains, slipping away quietly.

  The silver moon hangs high, surrounded by dense forests, and under the suspended waterfall, a river several meters wide thunders down. As it flows further away, the water surface becomes increasingly calm, like a clear mirror. However, beneath the dark and turbulent waters lies another scene altogether.

  A woman of absolute beauty, surrounded by a faint halo that floated out, as if it were a cocoon of light, firmly protecting her within. The hem of her skirt was light and airy, like ripples on the water's surface, yet not a single drop of water touched her!

  A pair of cool eyes opened suddenly, and Lou Junyan's lips curled up slightly at the same time.

  Rumble...

  The river water was like boiling water, bubbling and churning. A white figure emerged from the water, with flames on its back, spreading its wings and shouting: "Mountain Flip Seal!"

  A mountain-like light shield, swooshing out, cutting through the sky, striking the distant waterfall, like a giant sword holding up the sky, cutting off the silver-white ribbon in mid-air, and the surrounding river water, as if sucked away by the dark void, unable to fall for a long time!

  Hahaha

  In the forest, a woman's silvery laughter echoes far and wide, her petite figure with a pair of flame wings sprouting from her back, like a reborn fire spirit queen.

  Lou Junyan stretched out his arm, Ling Wusuo smiled lightly, and the flames behind him scattered. Like a swallow flying into its nest, he rushed towards Lou Junyan, or more accurately, he bumped into him with his head covered.

  Lou Junyan's two hands formed a circle, encircling the excited woman in his arms, his thin lips slightly raised.

  "Jun Yan, I've broken through! I've broken through to the Sacred Realm!" Ling Wu's eyes shone like stars, and the feeling of being in the Sacred Realm was simply worlds apart from Tian Xuan!

  "Cough, cough—"

  After a while, Ling Wusuo seemed to feel a bit too excited, and after a low cough, he slowly calmed down, his cool face still had a faint flush.

  Lou Junyan seemed to be infected with a general low laugh, his mood was quite good, but suddenly, he frowned, his dark red eyes flashed, and his expression instantly turned cold.

  "Knock knock knock knock"

  A burst of piano sound, like the gurgling of a spring, flowed with the moonlight. Ling Wushuang's heart skipped a beat at the enchanting and mysterious melody that made one want to indulge in it... Indulge? No! A sudden jolt brought Ling Wushuang back to reality instantly.

  A voice came out of thin air, "Liu Junyan, the news from Wanli Luoyuan is true, could it be that you are also searching for those few things?"

  The man's voice was like a spring breeze on his face, seemingly calm and serene, yet inevitably carrying a hint of chill.

  In the midst of emptiness, a phantom appeared, with white hair and white clothes, sitting cross-legged. Under the moonlight, the phantom was hazy and its face could not be seen clearly, only the sound of its voice was heard, which was neither masculine nor feminine. In front of the white-robed figure, an ancient zither was placed, its strings shining brightly like the moonlight.

  Ling Wushuang's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she sensed the man in mid-air, his gaze falling on her body with an air of uncertainty.

  "Bai Fa Qinzhi..." Lou Junyan slowly turned around, his dark red eyes fixed on the virtual shadow in mid-air, his voice cold and stern, "You don't have the qualifications to ask about my affairs yet. And as for your Tianyin Valley's debt, I will eventually collect it all."

  After finishing speaking, Lou Junyan's ink robe with long sleeves fluttered, and he raised his hand to wave it. The virtual shadow in front of him suddenly disappeared with the wind, leaving only a faint laugh in the air.

  Digression

  Updated at 9:00 tomorrow morning sharp!