Kui Luo's expression turned serious. After all, he was facing the Xia family's Divine Martial Aura.
The Divine Martial Aura gathered on the blade and slashed out, tearing the waterfall apart. The sharp aura split the Dragon Gate Realm. Seeing this, Kui Luo immediately unleashed his essence, energy, and spirit.
His essence, energy, and spirit seemed to add to the charm of the Dragon Gate Realm. The moment it landed, it blasted Xia Ziheng into the pond.
Xia Ziheng's head buzzed. He was completely powerless against Kui Luo's essence, energy, and spirit.
"Wen Lai, I know you're here. This person helped the Lu family bastard escape. He's someone we must kill. If you watch from the sidelines, the ancestor will definitely pursue this matter!" Xia Ziheng roared.
Wen Lai was Dean Wen's name.
This place was in the Yi Xian District and so close to Yi Xian Academy. How could two half-ancestors not be noticed by Dean Wen? Besides, Yi Xian Academy had two half-ancestors.
Dean Wen didn't walk out.
Kui Luo looked around vigilantly. He knew that the half-ancestors of Yi Xian Academy had already noticed this, but they didn't want to get involved. As long as he didn't harm Xia Ziheng's life, those from Yi Xian Academy couldn't wait for the Xia family to suffer.
Xia Ziheng roared again, but Dean Wen still didn't appear. He looked up at Kui Luo and a huge blade appeared behind him. This was visualization. At the same time, he spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood condensed in front of him and fused with the Divine Martial Aura.
Kui Luo's eyes widened. Not good, this old man is going all out. If I'm not wrong, his blood has the blade intent of an ancestor. It should be from the Xia family's ancestor.
Xia Ziheng's eyes were red as he stared at Kui Luo. He raised his blade again and slashed out.
Kui Luo hurriedly attacked with his essence, energy, and spirit.
With one slash, the Dragon Gate Realm was split apart. Xia Ziheng left Kui Luo's inner world and suddenly looked in a direction. There, Tong Yu was escaping with the old man.
Xia Ziheng attacked in anger. He couldn't let this person be saved. Otherwise, he would become the laughingstock of the Four Way Scales.
The half-ancestor attacked and the blade descended.
Tong Yu turned her head. Death energy filled the air as she tried to resist. "Go back." A calm voice sounded in her ears. The Mist Ancestor passed by Tong Yu and raised his hand. Fog surged and disintegrated the blade edge. It disappeared piece by piece, as gentle as falling leaves.
Xia Ziheng's pupils constricted.
Xia Ziheng did not notice the Mist Ancestor's appearance. He had even sensed Dean Wen's location in advance and disguised himself. With the Mist Ancestor's ability, these Half-Martial Ancestors could not see through his disguise.
Xia Ziheng watched the old man disappear with bloodshot eyes. When he turned around, Kui Luo laughed strangely. "Old man, you've already used the life-saving item your ancestor gave you. Let's see how you'll walk out of my Dragon Gate Realm alive." With that, the Dragon Gate Realm descended once more.
However, this time, Dean Wen had appeared. He had no choice but to appear. Otherwise, it would really be inexcusable.
"Kui Luo, long time no see," said Dean Wen calmly.
Kui Luo arched his brows. "Wen Lai, you want to help him?"
Dean Wen looked at Kui Luo. "We can't let him die in front of Yi Xian Academy." He then glanced at Xia Ziheng. "Besides, you're a wanted criminal by the Four Cardinal Scales. It's time to bring you to justice."
Kui Luo laughed heartily. "Since when did Yi Xian Academy become the lackey of the Four Cardinal Scales? You guys can play by yourselves. This old man won't be keeping you company."
Xia Ziheng was anxious and immediately chased after him. "Wen Lai, you have to capture him. This old man helped the remnants of the Lu family escape.
The Lu family has a close relationship with the Lu family. "
Dean Wen shook his head. "Even if we work together, we won't be able to capture him. There's a reason why Kui Luo was able to survive for so many years under the Four Cardinal Scales' encirclement."
Xia Ziheng was unwilling to accept this. He had suffered a great loss. Although his injuries weren't serious, he had used the blade intent his ancestor had given him. This was a life-saving measure, and the ancestor would have been able to detect it immediately if his life was in danger. It hadn't been worth it at all.
However, Wen Lai was right. With Kui Luo's spiritual force cultivation, even if they worked together, they wouldn't be able to capture him.
This old bastard. Sooner or later, they would have to ask the ancestor to destroy him.
Wait, why was Kui Luo here?
Hadn't he escaped to the abandoned land through the New Void Corridor?
Dean Wen looked in the direction the old man had fled. He didn't care about Kui Luo. That old man was a tumor in the Cosmic Tree Realm, and he had long since gotten used to it. What he cared about was the person who had blocked Xia Ziheng's attack. That person was definitely a half-ancestor, or he wouldn't have been able to block Xia Ziheng's attack. But who was that person?
Dean Wen couldn't see clearly.
Who knew about that old man?
"Wen Lai, why didn't you make a move earlier?"
Xia Ziheng stared coldly at Dean Wen.
Dean Wen replied coldly, "I just saw it."
Xia Ziheng was furious, but he couldn't take it seriously. He couldn't do anything to Wen Lai.
Dean Wen stared at Xia Ziheng. "That person isn't a traitor from the Alliance, and he's definitely not a red-back. He's from the Lu Clan."
Xia Ziheng frowned. "A traitor from the Alliance."
Dean Wen said coldly, "I've seen him before. Lu Xiaoxuan came to Yi Xian Academy with an attendant and an old servant. He's that old servant. You used Yi Xian Academy. I'll remember this."
Xia Ziheng hadn't expected Dean Wen to recognize that person. "So what if he's from the Lu Clan? Doesn't the Lu Clan have any red-backs?
Throughout the years in the Cosmic Tree Realm, there are no less than ten red-backs in the Lu Clan. Furthermore, exterminating the remnants of the Lu Clan is our responsibility. Wen Lai, think about it carefully. "
Dean Wen snorted coldly, turned around, and left without another word.
Xia Ziheng's eyes flashed. He didn't care about Yi Xian Academy, as he already had a way to deal with it. But who had blocked his attack?
An unfamiliar Half-Ancestor?
That shouldn't be the case. Although he couldn't compare to a Half-Ancestor from the Xia Clan's direct line of descent, he still wasn't an ordinary Half-Ancestor. Furthermore, that attack had contained the lingering charm of the Patriarch's blade intent. Even Kui Luo wouldn't have been able to block it so easily. Who could it be?
Did the Lu Clan still have such an expert?
When he thought about this, his heart sank. He definitely couldn't leave anyone from the Lu Clan alive.
He also didn't know how the expeditionary army was doing in the Abandoned Lands.
Far away, the Mist Ancestor returned to the mirror. Lu Yin stored the mirror in his cosmic ring and used Pupil Perception to monitor the surroundings while he helped the old man up.
The old man flung Lu Yin's hand away and hoarsely said, "You've used all sorts of methods just to get information out of me. Don't try this anymore. It's useless. I'm about to die, and I have nothing to say to you." Then, his body swayed and collapsed to the ground.
Lu Yin hurriedly checked on him, and his expression turned ugly.
The old man's injuries were too severe. His organs had all been shattered, and his meridians had been completely severed. His cultivation had been crippled, and there were all sorts of toxins and mixed energies wreaking havoc in his body. These were still manageable, as Lu Yin could use his rune lines and medicine to treat him. However, the old man's vitality had been severed. In other words, he was a living corpse that couldn't be saved. The only reason he could still speak and move was because of his will.
His will was supporting him.
"Who did this to you?"
Lu Yin asked in a low voice. His expression was frighteningly calm, and he looked at the old man with a complicated gaze.
The old man sneered, but he didn't say anything. He just lay on the ground and looked up at the sky. In the end, he hadn't been able to wait for the Young Master, so he had to swallow this anger.
Lu Yin walked over to the old man's side and sat down. He didn't say anything, but the complicated look in his eyes was the same as the old man's.
"Are you in pain?"
Lu Yin asked slowly, his tone light.
The old man remained expressionless and ignored him.
Lu Yin's expression returned to normal. "Sorry, I'm late."
The old man looked at Lu Yin, and when he saw Lu Yin's face, his eyes flashed with excitement, but they were soon filled with anger and hatred. "How long are you going to fool me?
Do you really think I'll believe that you're the Young Master?
You won't be able to succeed for long. The Young Master is a heaven-shaking genius, and his cultivation talent is unprecedented. One day, he'll return to the Lu family and execute all of you traitors. Then, he'll regain control of the Astral Trees. That day won't be too far away. "
Lu Yin raised a hand, and the General Appointment Platform appeared and slowly floated into the air.
The old man's eyes narrowed, and he stared at the platform in disbelief.
The Four Way Scale could impersonate a person, but it couldn't impersonate a General Appointment Platform. There was no mistaking that familiar aura; it was indeed the General Appointment Platform.
"I remember you. When I was young, you were the one who would cushion my fall, afraid that I'd hurt myself. When I was hungry, you would steal food for me to eat. When I was punished, you would accompany me through the trials and hardships." Lu Yin met the old man's gaze and saw that the old man's eyes were red. His voice grew softer and softer, and there was an apologetic tone to it. "I'm sorry, but I don't remember your name now.
Tears rolled down the old man's cheeks as he stared blankly at Lu Yin. He raised a hand, wanting to touch Lu Yin's face. "Young Master, are you really the Young Master?"
Lu Yin reached out and grabbed the old man's shriveled hand. "I'm sorry that I'm late."
The old man's eyes went wide, and he pulled his hand back as he retreated. "No, you're not the Young Master. You're lying to me! You're lying to me again! You're not the Young Master!"
Lu Yin's heart was filled with grief. How many lies had he experienced over the years? He wasn't even willing to admit that he had seen the General Appointment Platform. He believed that he had gone through many trials and tribulations in the Fifth Mainland, and he had narrowly escaped death. However, these people from the Lu family hadn't had it easy either. The remaining members of the Lu family in the Star Alliance had barely survived, and the people in the Red Garden had gone insane. There were also those who had gone into hiding to support the Lu family. Their hearts were filled with hope, but they were also filled with apprehension.
When he saw the old man's resentful and panicked expression, Lu Yin sighed and took out a crumpled up piece of paper from his cosmic ring. He opened it and saw seven handprints of varying sizes. These were the handprints of the Seven Heroes who had sworn brotherhood. "Do you still remember?"
The old man stared blankly at the handprints, and his body began to tremble. Tears streamed down his face, and his face turned a strange red. He quickly grabbed Lu Yin's arm. "Young Master, are you really the Young Master?"
Lu Yin hugged the old man. "It's me. It's been so many years, and I've come too late."
The old man opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything. All he knew was to cry. This old man wept incessantly, and his cries were heart-wrenching. Only the heavens knew how many lies he had experienced over the years. Every time he thought that he had seen the Young Master, he would be disappointed and deceived instead. This was the main reason why his life force had been extinguished. His heart had died.
Now that he had finally seen Lu Yin, he felt as excited as if he had been reborn a hundred years ago.
However, this was only on the surface. His life force had already been severed, and there was no way to regenerate it. He was different from Ming Yan, who had been heavily injured, but still had some life force.