Peerless Taoist

A few black-robed men could feel the powerful Qi coming from Lu Yu's body. All of them looked at each other, not daring to get close to him.    

Lu Yu's face was exactly the same as the description of the young man who was sent to hell by those ghosts. The few men in black were not sure if Lu Yu was the man who had entered hell.    

However, the only thing they were sure of was... Lu Yu must not be a simple man to be able to survive in such a palm.    

Young Master Yin Luo swept his gaze across a deep crater in the palm strike. It didn't matter to him as his gaze was immediately drawn to it.    

"It's that Netherworld!" Young Lord Yin Luo's heart skipped a beat.    

That day, at the Heavenly Connection Meet, he and Lu Wuya were originally the focal point of the competition. However, the sudden appearance of Lu Yu had taken away everything that should have belonged to him.    

Ever since then, everyone in the world had been talking about the person who had won the competition and became the supreme elder of the Lingxiao Sect, You Ming.    

As for the Young Master Yin Luo, that identity of a boy that he was proud of had instead become a form of irony.    

A person who usually did not reveal his true identity had become a disciple of the Sage Wen.    

And he, who proclaimed himself to be a peerless genius, was merely a little boy.    

This contrast almost made Young Master Yin Luo go crazy with jealousy. He wished he could tear Lu Yu to pieces.    

This time, Xiliang Region had launched a large-scale attack on the Middle Land. It was not like there was no Yinluo Sect behind them that was adding fuel to the fire. Young Lord Yin Luo originally wanted to flatten the Lingxiao Sect and take revenge. He did not expect to meet Lu Yu here.    

"Go and catch him!" A trace of hatred flashed across Young Lord Yin Luo's eyes.    

Now that he had met Lu Yu, he naturally couldn't let him escape from under his eyelids.    

The surrounding black robed men heard his order and immediately rushed in the direction of Lu Yu.    

A few of them pressed their hands on Lu Yu's shoulder and pulled outwards. All of them were suddenly stunned.    

They were shocked to find that Lu Yu's entire body seemed to have taken root in the ground.    

No matter how much strength they used, they were unable to move Lu Yu in the slightest.    

"I don't believe it!" A black-robed man coldly harrumphed, and a surge of force burst out from his palm.    

His cultivation level wasn't weak either. Now that he had fully unleashed his power, it wouldn't be difficult for him to move half of the mountain away.    

However, Lu Yu still didn't move.    

"A bunch of trash, let me do it!" Young Lord Yin Luo snorted coldly. He stretched out his arm, and a huge amount of magic power instantly condensed into a claw in the air, grabbing towards Lu Yu.    

The palm of magic power was about to grab Lu Yu, but at this moment, a cold chill suddenly erupted from Lu Yu's side.    

A cold snort was heard. Young Master Yin Luo's palm of magic power instantly dispersed in the air.    

Strands of black smoke and dust appeared beside Lu Yu. An old man slowly walked out from the smoke and dust.    

"All of you, get lost!" As soon as the old man spoke, a powerful pressure instantly forced the few black-robed men who were hovering around him to retreat.    

Those black-robed men landed far away as they cried out in alarm, "Supreme being experts?"    

The old man in front of them was none other than the Star Soul Ancestor that Lu Yu had accepted.    

After cultivating in Lu Yu's storage bag for a long time, the Star Soul Ancestor had finally completed his cultivation of the Cultivation Methods.    

In the previous battle that Lu Yu had experienced, with just a single glance, the Star Soul Ancestor felt as if his soul was about to shatter, and he didn't even dare to make a move.    

Now that all those experts had left, Ancestor naturally had to protect Lu Yu.