Peerless Taoist

When he heard Lu Yu calling him, Yin Tianming hurriedly ran over and answered, "Master!"    

"You don't have to participate in the next mission. You just have to take care of your sister's safety. Don't make trouble for me." Lu Yu instructed.    

"Huh?"    

Yin Tianming revealed a disappointed expression.    

He was also prepared to display his skills in the following battles and obtain battle credits to make his father look at him in a new light.    

Yin Qiushui, on the other hand, revealed a smile and snorted coldly. "Alright, I was just about to tell you. If you want to die, don't drag my younger brother along with you. "    

"Sis! You don't need to care what I want to do." Yin Tianming couldn't help but say angrily.    

Yin Qiushui's willowy eyebrows stood up and she shouted sternly, "What don't you need me to care about? Father has only left for a few days, and your wings have hardened, right?! Do you have the ability to kill enemies in battle?! "    

Hearing Yin Qiu Shui bring out Wen Xing Hou, Yin Tian Ming's face instantly turned deathly pale. His lips trembled for a while, but he still didn't say a word in the end.    

Ever since he was young, Yin Tianming had listened to Yin Qiushui's every word.    

Yin Qiu Shui coldly glanced at Lu Yu. "Lord Lu, my younger brother won't participate in your battle. I believe you won't mind."    

"As you wish."    

Lu Yu no longer wanted to waste his breath.    

He had secretly used the power of the soul to connect to the formation on the ground.    

No one could see it.    

At this moment, countless dragon veins were entrenched in the ground of the entire Garlin Star. Thousands of dragons were gathered under Lu Yu's feet.    

The earth was like a chessboard, and the dragon veins were like chess pieces!    

The generals that had been sent out had buried a large number of array flags in every corner of the planet.    

This star was a trap that Lu Yu had prepared.    

The fierce tiger hid itself, waiting for its prey to enter the formation.    

...    

It was night, midnight.    

The Star Lord's Manor was shrouded in darkness. On both sides of the corridor, candles and lanterns were emitting a dim light.    

But suddenly, the flames in the lanterns were all extinguished, and a thick smell of blood floated in the air.    

Very quickly, several figures appeared from within the darkness.    

Although these people were hiding in the darkness, each of them was an expert of the cultivation level. Although they didn't release their own magic power, just the aftershock of the pressure they emitted was enough to send shivers down one's spine.    

"Ancestor, we have searched the entire Star Lord Mansion, but we didn't find a single person. It seems that the group of people who came from Great Yu has withdrawn a long time ago."    

"Great Yu's Imperial Court is still the same as before. They are just here for the formality. If it were not for the mystic art that their Great General is hiding, he would have been killed by us long ago. "    

"These rats were scared away when they heard the name of my sword Devil Sect. What kind of bullsh * t imperial court army is this? They are just a bunch of trash."    

The darkness gradually dispersed, and the glow of a magical artifact lit up the Star Lord Manor.    

Over ten thousand cultivators of the Jianghu suddenly appeared on the empty land of the Star Lord Manor, and their eyes were filled with bloodthirstiness.    

Among these people, there were cultivators from the Sword and Devil Sect, and also rogue cultivators who were summoned by the Sword and Devil Sect.    

At this moment, these cultivators were laughing wildly.    

The moment they arrived, the imperial court's army was scared away.    

This made many rogue cultivators, who were once suppressed by the imperial court to the point of not being able to raise their heads, feel proud and elated.    

The Blood Sword Ancestor was standing among these few figures. His white hair fluttered in the wind, and he carried a blood sword on his back. He wore a dark red robe, giving him the air of an evil cultivator.    

"Have you found Yuan Hezang's belongings?" The blood sword Ancestor asked in a hoarse voice.