Peerless Taoist

"Indeed, I told you that it was impossible for him to be so heaven-defying, but he was still injured."    

"That black-robed Daolord isn't injured. On the other hand, Lu Yu has been suppressed all this time, and his body is still injured. As expected, he is still a little young."    

No one dared to look down on Lu Yu. After all, it was a piece of cake for an expert who could fight Daolord to suppress them.    

However, the old man in front of Lu Yu was most likely dead.    

"Judging from what this Daolord means, he is going to kill Lu Yu. I wonder what will happen if the new emperor of Great Yu suddenly disappears?"    

"When Emperor Tai Qian ascended the throne, he was still protected by the experts of Zhao Family. Even Heavenly Emperor Ling Long was protected by the Eight Great Marquises. But Lu Yu didn't have anyone to protect him. All the tricks he had done during this period of time had violated the fundamental interests of the aristocratic families. Even the Lu Family wouldn't stand up for him. He was truly a loner."    

Most of the people in the crowd were laughing coldly. Many of them wanted to see Lu Yu make a fool of himself.    

If Lu Yu died, their sect would be able to return to its peak state and would not be restricted by the Imperial Court.    

"How did it become like this?"    

The Qilin was in pain and could not speak. It wanted to slip away, but found that its escape route had long been blocked.    

It had spoken too many vicious words and attracted the attention of many sects. Some experts of Master's level had already begun to study how to divide this Qilin.    

As for Sacred Lord Huang Tian, his brows were tightly furrowed, but he wasn't that nervous.    

If there was anyone here who knew Lu Yu better, it would be him.    

Back in Chang'an, Sacred Lord Huang Tian had watched Lu Yu kill the incarnation of the Zhou family's Ancestor with his own eyes. He had defeated many experts, just like a legend. The encounter in the relic had left a deep impression on Sacred Lord Huang Tian.    

Even though the current situation was extremely dangerous, Sacred Lord Huang Tian still subconsciously believed that Lu Yu would be able to deal with it.    

"You must have paid a great price to break my bones just now, right? What do you think? Do you want to try again?" The old man in black let out a strange laugh. He looked at Lu Yu with a mocking gaze.    

Thousands of bones piled up into a throne, and the black-robed old man sat on it. The soaring Yin Qi covered the scorching sun, and the entire forest of Bazhou was shrouded in darkness.    

This scene was like a hundred ghosts traveling in broad daylight. The white bones piled up into a mountain, and the whispers of devils echoed in the void.    

Lu Yu silently looked at his right hand. This was the arm that he had just injured.    

"White Bone Sect, I have indeed underestimated it."    

Lu Yu's expression remained unchanged. His eyes were deep, but he was looking at the endless void in the distance.    

"Anyone else who wants the treasures of Daolord, come out now." Lu Yu's cold voice echoed in the void.    

When he said that, everyone was stunned.    

Could it be that there were other people nearby?    

The surroundings were silent. Lu Yu frowned slightly and said, "I don't intend to waste any time here. All of you, come out. I will suppress all of you."    

"Arrogant!"    

A loud shout came from the other side of the void.    

When everyone heard this voice, they only felt a sharp pain in their eardrums, as if their heads were about to explode.    

Suddenly, a dazzling ray of light flashed across the void. It was bright and dazzling, shining in all directions. The sound of chanting scriptures echoed in the void. Strange images appeared from all directions, welcoming the arrival of a mysterious existence.