Peerless Taoist

In the past, the Transcending Heaven Sect had sent people to monitor the various worlds in order to prevent the appearance of true immortals.    

Their important goal was to prepare for the birth of the devil race. If the strength of the cultivators in a certain world became too strong, it would not be a good thing for the rise of the devil race.    

According to Lu Yu's deduction, the number of worlds that the Transcending Heaven Sect had been monitoring was not many.    

These worlds all had a common characteristic, which was that they had an extremely ancient civilization and extremely deep foundation. If they were developed, they would definitely become a brilliant civilization among the thousands of races in the universe.    

This was naturally not what the Transcending Heaven Sect wanted to see.    

When Lu Yu had risen in the Jade Emperor Heaven, he already knew that the Transcending Heaven Sect had long ago colluded with the devil race.    

As for that Immortal Execution Sword Qi, since ancient times, it had killed countless people who wanted to walk the path of true immortals. It could be said that it was haunted by vengeful spirits and was soaked in blood.    

Now that he felt the aura of the Immortal Execution Sword once again, Lu Yu immediately felt a sense of familiarity.    

"Mu Haoyang, what's going on?"    

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded out in the void in the distance.    

He saw a golden dragon covered in golden scales slowly stepping through the air. Clouds and mist rose from under its feet, making it seem like a divine beast in the sky.    

Behind the golden dragon, there was actually a dragon chariot slowly pulling it. On it sat a young man wearing a purple-gold Taoist robe. He wore a golden crown on his head and had a haughty expression. Every move he made had an indescribable aura of wealth. Obviously, he came from a wealthy family and was definitely not an ordinary character.    

As the young man breathed in and exhaled, the aura of lightning flashed faintly around his body. The lightning was red, as if the lightning punishment from the heavens had descended, giving all the cultivators a hair-raising feeling. They did not dare to look him in the eye.    

"This person... I recognize him!"    

Fang Jie's expression immediately became extremely solemn as he carefully sent a voice transmission to Lu Yu, "That person is the Taoist of the Sovereign Sect, his name is Chou Yuke! You have to be careful, this person is on good terms with the Su Clan..."    

"Are these people from the Spiritual Treasure Sect?"    

Chou Yuke sat on the dragon chariot, his entire body exuding a rich and noble aura, as if an Immortal Emperor had descended into the mortal world.    

Other than Lu Yu, all the disciples of the Spiritual Treasure Sect lowered their heads, not daring to look at this peerless genius. They could feel that the other party was using his pressure to suppress them. This was an intense humiliation, but they could not do anything about it. They could only forcefully support their bodies to prevent themselves from making a fool of themselves.    

"Senior Brother, they are the people that the Spiritual Treasure Sect has sent this time."    

Mu Haoyang smiled and said, "However, I think that they are just a group of people to fill the numbers. There is only one Taoist, let them be cannon fodder."    

These words were said in front of Fang Jie and the others.    

Fang Jie and the others immediately raised their heads, revealing anger on their faces. They were all disciples of the three great Sacred Sects, and they had their own pride. How could they be humiliated like this?    

“I see, since they’re just cannon fodder, you can use them first. By the way, call a few people, my golden dragon needs some servants to serve it.”    

Qiu Yuke said casually, not taking Fang Jie and the others seriously at all.    

In his opinion, Fang Jie and the others were just a bunch of ants, completely following his own fate. These ants didn’t have the ability to resist at all.    

“Okay!”    

Mu Haoyang raised his finger, pointing at Fang Jie and the other disciples. “You, you, and you! You guys come out and follow Senior Brother Qiu from now on! Be more clever and serve Senior Brother Qiu’s ride like you serve your own parents. Do you understand?”    

He was very impolite and directly gave the order.    

Fang Jie immediately stood up and said coldly, “We’re disciples of the Spirit Treasure Sect, we’re not under your command!”    

“Hmm? You still dare to talk back?”    

Mu Haoyang immediately raised his eyebrows, his clothes fluttering without wind, and his two sleeves started to swell up from the wind.    

He was a sword cultivator, and his personality was violent. How could he tolerate other people actually daring to refute him?    

“If I let you go, you go! You actually dare to talk back. It seems that I was too merciful and didn’t teach you guys a lesson. I let you know what rules are!”    

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Haoyang actually raised his hand and slapped Fang Jie fiercely.    

Although Fang Jie was also a young talent who had passed the entrance trial and entered the Spiritual Treasure Sect, he only had the cultivation level of the Quasi-Emperor Realm.    

As for Mu Haoyang, he had already reached the fourth level of the Eon King Realm, the Extreme Eon King Realm!    

At such a realm, he could even become a Sky Realm Great Elder in the Spiritual Treasure Sect.    

Waves of black air suddenly condensed in Mu Haoyang's palm. A terrifying wind blew in all directions, and even the surrounding space began to distort violently.    

The ear-piercing sound of the wind entered everyone's ears. Many people felt a piercing pain in their ears, and many of them felt fear in their hearts.    

Whoosh!    

The black palm print instantly tore through the void and ruthlessly slapped towards Fang Jie.    

"Are you done yet?"    

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly fell into everyone's ears.    

Lu Yu, who had been silent just now, suddenly took a step forward. With a single step, a shocking loud sound was produced under his feet, and a majestic pressure instantly burst out.    

Lu Yu's outburst this time was sudden and unexpected.    

Before this, he looked just like an ordinary Eon King Realm expert, and there was not much difference between them.    

However, only after he truly erupted did the others feel the difference between him and ordinary Eon Kings.    

This powerful aura was like a storm that suddenly appeared on the ground, shattering the black palm that Mu Haoyang had condensed.    

"You are called Mu Haoyang, right? You are just a servant. Who do you think you are? Kneel down and talk to me!"    

Lu Yu had already seen Mu Haoyang's impatience.    

From the moment he saw them, Mu Haoyang had been acting like a superior expert, casually berating the disciples of the Spiritual Treasure Sect. He was simply arrogant to the extreme.    

Now, Mu Haoyang actually dared to attack Fang Jie. Lu Yu naturally could not tolerate this.    

"Why don't you come and take a palm from me? Let's see what kind of arrogant capital you have!"    

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yu took a step forward. His mana and Qi and blood were completely mobilized to the limit. A vast amount of mana condensed in his palm, and he raised his palm towards Mu Haoyang.    

Amidst the roar, there was also a thick heavenly might.    

The powerful force reverberated in everyone's ears and exploded in front of Lu Yu. Everyone could clearly see that the space in front of Lu Yu began to collapse inch by inch.