Chapter 153: A Complete Massacre, Shockwaves, and Breaking Out into the Outer Realms!

Not far from the exit of the mystic realm, Zhu Qingyu and the others looked up at the three scions approaching closer and closer.

At first, they assumed the three were targeting them, but now that did not seem to be the case. All three had sustained varying degrees of heavy injuries and appeared somewhat flustered.

Eventually, everyone realized that these three scions were actually fleeing.

Yet within the Daoist sanctuary of Guangchengzi, who possessed the might to force them into retreat?

A question arose in everyone's mind, followed by a moment of mutual, bewildered glances.

The King of Lu!

Whoosh!

Even as these thoughts crossed their minds, the three scions had already streaked past the group, continuing their flight toward the exit.

The very next instant, however, an even more terrifying aura materialized.

The surrounding space grew scorching hot, and the temperature soared rapidly.

Then, everyone watched as Lu Yuan's figure appeared.

He remained as unhurried as before, yet the pressure he exuded was far more terrifying than before, and his speed was no slower than that of the fleeing scions.

Catching sight of their tracks, he did not hesitate in the slightest. His golden blood Qi surged as he extended a palm.

In a flash, the heavens and earth changed color. Ancient temples emerged one after another, rising and falling in succession, accompanied by faint chanting.

It was as if an enlightened Buddha was descending upon the world.

A supreme divine ability of Buddhism: The Buddhist Kingdom in the Palm!

Meanwhile, feeling the intense crisis closing in from behind, the three scions accelerated once more.

Astonishment had now given way to dread, for they had not expected Lu Yuan to be this formidable.

Not only had he obliterated all the defensive measures they had set up, but even the Three-Headed Heaven-Suppressing Flag, refined by a Pseudo-Sage, had only managed to delay him for a mere fraction of a moment.

Now, employing some unknown divine ability, he had transformed the surrounding world into a forest of ancient temples, imposing a pressure far heavier than before.

With no other choice, while maintaining their speed, they split up in different directions, hoping at least to secure a chance at survival.

Naturally aware of their intentions, Lu Yuan channeled even greater power, slightly curling his right hand into a fist to trap all three prodigies within the Buddhist Kingdom in the Palm.

Yet scions were, after all, scions; their strength was immense and their innate talents extraordinary.

In the end, the scion of the Primordial Demonic Clan and Lei Xuan managed to break free from that perimeter and press onward.

Only the scion of the Three-Headed Ghost Clan was suppressed within the Buddhist Kingdom in the Palm.

"Human Lu Yuan, how dare you!"

At that moment, feeling a pressure so immense it threatened to crush his very soul and physical body, a chill struck his heart.

Maintaining a semblance of calm, however, he rebuked loudly: "I am the Sixth Scion of the Three-Headed Ghost Clan, a major clan among the top-tier star domains! If you dare to harm me, you make an enemy of my entire clan!"

Indeed, his ultimate reliance remained the influence of his faction; after all, the Three-Headed Ghost Clan commanded a fearsome reputation across the deep cosmos.

Normally, even entities of equal might would avoid provoking them casually out of fear of drawing a mortal foe.

Once again, the Sixth Scion of the Three-Headed Ghost Clan brandished his backing.

Unfortunately, he had chosen the wrong opponent.

Without even deigning to listen, Lu Yuan brought his palm down completely!

Splat!

The next moment, the being hailed as a prodigy scion instantly dissolved into a mist of blood, perishing utterly.

Simultaneously, the power of the Buddhist Kingdom in the Palm dissipated, and Lu Yuan turned his gaze toward Lei Xuan and the other surviving scion, who were now nearing the exit of the mystic realm.

Instead of pursuing them immediately, he looked down at Zhu Qingyu and the others. "Leave this mythical mystic realm now and wait for me outside Mount Kongtong!"

With those words, he sped away once more, the killing intent in his aura unabated.

"It really is King Lu! Is he... is he hunting down the prodigy scions of the three clans?"

"Isn't this too overbearing? He easily executed one of them just like that?"

"Don't overthink it. Just follow King Lu's orders."

The crowd was stunned once again, hardly able to process the scene.

Yet they knew that under such circumstances, they must not become a burden to Lu Yuan.

Therefore, uttering not another word, they chose to depart, heading toward the exit of the mystic realm.

Meanwhile, outside, at the foot of Mount Kongtong, several Earth Awakeners and otherworldly beings stood frozen in place.

Some had entered but reaped meager rewards, while others had never intended to enter at all.

Yet none chose to leave. They waited here, eager to discover whether the mythical mystic realm atop Mount Kongtong held the legendary immortal fortune, and ultimately, into whose hands that fortune would fall.

In everyone's estimation, anyone securing such an opportunity would either be a prodigy of the three major clans or Lu Yuan, widely acclaimed as Earth's foremost warrior.

After all, his strength and talent spoke for themselves.

"Look, there's movement at the exit again."

At that moment, someone who had kept their eyes glued to the mystic realm exit from the very beginning spoke up.

Instantly, all eyes turned toward it with expressions of intense curiosity, eager to see who was emerging and whether they had obtained the so-called immortal inheritance.

Boom!

Following a loud explosion, two blood-stained figures rushed out from within.

"It's the Eighth Scion of the Primordial Demonic Clan and the Second Scion of the Celestial Clan!"

"Why have they come out injured? Could there be some great terror inside?"

"No, look behind them. There seems to be an even more powerful aura. These two scions are being hunted down!"

Initially perplexed, the onlookers quickly realized that the scions of the two major clans had encountered grave danger and appeared utterly wretched.

Soon after, accompanied by another explosive crash, Lu Yuan's figure appeared, treading the void with a fierce intent to kill.

At this moment, he seemed the incarnation of a god of slaughter, charging directly toward the two fleeing scions.

Everyone who witnessed this sight was struck dumb with disbelief.

Especially the otherworldly beings.

The two scions were actually being hunted by someone from the Milky Way Star Domain!

As for the Earth Awakeners, though they knew Lu Yuan was immensely powerful and unfathomable, they had never imagined he would remain this formidable and terrifying when facing the prodigies of otherworldly major clans.

Yet... weren't there three scions who had entered together?

Why were there only two left now?

Could it be...?

For a moment, absolute silence fell over the crowd.

"Human Lu Yuan, we have already retreated! Must you truly drive us to a bitter end?"

Lei Xuan's voice rang out at that moment. Finally tasting fear, his tone carried a note of surrender.

Inside the mystic realm, the opponent had deployed Buddhist divine abilities to effortlessly obliterate the Sixth Scion of the Three-Headed Ghost Clan.

He had witnessed that scene with bone-chilling dread, realizing that if this continued, he too would surely die.

"If you halt your pursuit, I swear never to make an enemy of you again."

The Eighth Scion of the Primordial Demonic Clan also made his stance clear.

Having managed to reach this realm with great difficulty, eager to rise on the momentum and claim various fortunes, how could he bear to die?

As for the orders from above, he had done his absolute best and was simply no match—what else could he do?

"Today, I shall indulge in slaughter once more. Both of you must die!"

To this, Lu Yuan offered only a single reply, delivered in a flat tone.

Yet his movements did not pause in the slightest. The Great Sun Melting Pot shone brilliantly across the heavens, growing ever more dazzling.

Surrounded by swirling blood Qi, he appeared utterly extraordinary, and his speed surpassed what it had been before.

Simultaneously, he channeled the Jade Emperor Heavenly Thunder Orthodoxy.

High up in the firmament, thunder began to rumble, radiating a fierce pressure and crackling with electricity.

This was a supreme Daoist divine ability. Once cultivated to a certain degree and backed by one's own strength, it could even alter natural phenomena, turning the caster into a true master of thunder with exponentially magnified destructive power.

Rumble!

Lei Xuan was struck, his injuries worsening.

Yet, owing to his innate racial traits, he managed to endure a little longer.

The other scion, however, fared differently.

Thunder symbolized destruction, and its might was simply too immense.

His body began to fracture.

The black mist surrounding him grew denser than before—not to launch an attack, but to expend every ounce of strength repairing his battered physique.

This cannot go on.

That was the shared thought in the minds of both scions.

Just as before, they chose to split up and flee.

This time, however, they were desperate, burning the vital blood within their bodies.

One shot forward, the other soared upward.

Consequently, their flying speed doubled compared to before, and they vanished from sight in the blink of an eye.

Witnessing this, Lu Yuan furrowed his brow slightly. Truly powerful though he was, pursuing two scions simultaneously was impossible.

Yet a smile soon touched his lips.

With a slight flick of his hand, the Heaven-Shaking Bow materialized.

Without a word, he drew it to its full extent, gathering strands of worldly energy onto the bowstring.

A golden arrow feathered into place, radiating an overwhelmingly terrifying and powerful aura.

The target he locked onto was none other than the scion of the Primordial Demonic Clan.

Whoosh!

The next instant, the arrow shot forth like a streak of light, vanishing into the horizon.

As for Lu Yuan, without looking back, he charged toward Lei Xuan's trajectory.

At the foot of Mount Kongtong, the crowd exchanged bewildered glances at this scene.

A single arrow?

Did he intend to shoot down a prodigy scion with just one shot?

Rumble!

Soon, as if in answer to their thoughts, a violent explosion echoed across the distant firmament, accompanied by a miserable scream.

It was the scion of the Primordial Demonic Clan. Even after fleeing over a dozen miles, he had been struck down, dissolving into a mist of blood and perishing completely.

A second prodigy!

Dead!

Every being that sensed this swallowed hard, their scalps tingling.

Especially those from the otherworldly factions, who looked at one another in speechless dismay.

Are these the humans of the Milky Way Star Domain?

They are far too ferocious!

Didn't their clans claim the Milky Way Star Domain had fallen into decline? How could such a formidable powerhouse still exist here?

Meanwhile, high in the firmament, Lei Xuan beat his wings frantically.

Spitting out vital blood to convert into energy, he pushed his speed to the absolute limit once more.

Within moments, he shot tens of thousands of meters into the air, reaching the clouds and continuing to climb.

At that moment, Lei Xuan harbored only a single thought: to survive. And the only way to survive was to break through Earth's boundaries and enter the starry skies.

The King realm allowed one to survive in the universe, if only briefly.

Down below, Lu Yuan surged forward, clad in a torrent of golden blood Qi, following closely behind.

Before long, the two of them, one pursuing and one fleeing, broke directly through the outer atmosphere.

To go any higher was to enter the true starry expanse.

Yet Lu Yuan showed not a hint of hesitation. Galvanizing the power within his body, he closed the distance between himself and Lei Xuan rapidly.

As time passed, he even caught sight of several satellites launched into outer space in the distance.

"Human Lu Yuan, the saints of my Celestial Clan are right out in the cosmos! If you strike me down, you will truly be left without a burial place!" Lei Xuan yelled, throwing out one final harsh threat as he realized Lu Yuan was closing in relentlessly, about to pierce Earth's atmosphere and enter the extraterrestrial realm.

Once out there, entities of the Saint realm would no longer be restricted by Earth's mysterious forces.

"A saint of the Celestial Clan? He won't be in time to save you!"

Lu Yuan's gaze remained calm.

The Heaven-Shaking Bow materialized once more. Tremendous power gathered within it, accompanied by a boundless, terrifying intent to kill. This single strike would be enough to bring about Lei Xuan's absolute demise!