Chapter 168: The Sacred Land of the Purple Mansion in the Immortal Realm!

A young man stepped out from a spatial rift, his entire being radiating with surging solar true fire.

On his chest, a sun totem faintly manifested, exuding an aura so powerful that it instilled fear in the proud figures around him.

Many people seemed stunned, and when they regained their senses, they saw the arrogant Lin Feng had been severely injured, looking utterly disheveled.

The members of the Nalan family also stared blankly at this man who emerged from the spatial rift, resembling a god of fire.

Although his cultivation level was not particularly high, when paired with his age, he was undoubtedly a prodigy.

Most importantly, even though they were both in the Harmonization Realm, this man had heavily injured Lin Feng with a single move.

His combat power was simply abnormal.

Cultivation level is just one component of combat power; the higher the level, the stronger the ability, indeed.

However, there are many other factors that can influence combat power.

Some taboo prodigies, even if their cultivation level is not particularly high, can still instill fear in others due to their extremely high combat power and ability to challenge higher levels.

Jun Xiaoyao is a prime example.

Although Lin Feng was in the Harmonization Realm, at most he could only sweep through his peers within that realm.

Once he faced someone a level higher, it would not be so easy.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, he need not fear even the Nirvana Realm or the higher-level Heavenly Realm.

This is the difference between a prodigy and a monster.

As they looked at the suddenly appearing young man, the entire venue fell silent.

Everyone was speculating about his origins.

Although Yi Yu had previously appeared at the Sacred Spirit Academy, following Jun Xiaoyao, very few had actually seen him.

"Who are you to dare harm my brother Lin Feng!" Zi Yan's pretty face was filled with anger as she fixed her gaze on Yi Yu.

She could not tolerate anyone harming Lin Feng.

"Hmph, trash!" Yi Yu raised his hand again, his magical power surging as it coalesced into a golden longbow.

He drew the bow like a full moon and shot directly at Zi Yan.

Whoosh!

The arrow shot out like a startled swan, shaking the void!

Everyone looked dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost.

This young man before them was overwhelmingly powerful, striking without warning.

He didn't even care that Zi Yan was from the Purple Mansion Sacred Land.

"Ah!"

Feeling the sharp and scorching aura, Zi Yan's pretty face turned pale.

Su Ziqiong stepped forward; she could not just watch the Sacred Maiden of the lower realm be killed.

"Purple Qi Comes from the East for Three Thousand Miles!"

Su Ziqiong unleashed the ultimate technique of the Purple Mansion Sacred Land, her jade hand sweeping out, and a vast purple aura emerged, colliding with Yi Yu's arrow.

Boom!

Su Ziqiong let out a muffled groan, being knocked back over a hundred steps, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

The surroundings fell into dead silence!

That was the Sacred Maiden of the Purple Mansion Sacred Land, yet she was repelled and injured with a single move.

Su Ziqiong herself found it hard to believe.

Her strength was considered top-tier among the younger generation in the Wild Heaven Immortal Domain, yet now she was being firmly suppressed by that young man.

Little did she know, Yi Yu was a descendant of an ancient imperial clan, endowed with numerous talents, far beyond what a mere Sacred Maiden could compare to.

Seeing the overwhelmingly powerful Yi Yu, everyone from the Nalan family felt as if they were dreaming.

They never expected someone would step in to help them.

Nalan Ruoxi also showed a puzzled expression.

However, Nalan Zhan's expression did not improve.

Although Yi Yu was strong, he was still just among the younger generation.

If there was no powerful backing behind him, he still could not help the Nalan family.

Su Ziqiong also realized this and coldly shouted, "Who exactly are you to dare obstruct my Purple Mansion Sacred Land!"

"The Purple Mansion Sacred Land? What is that? Do you believe my young master could say a single word and bring about the destruction of your Purple Mansion Sacred Land in the Immortal Domain?" Yi Yu raised an eyebrow and said coldly.

Perhaps having spent too long by Jun Xiaoyao's side, he had also picked up a hint of his domineering nature.

Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish!

Wow!

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in an uproar.

Endless exclamations seemed to shake the heavens!

One word could bring about the destruction of the Purple Mansion Sacred Land!

This made everyone present gasp in shock.

It should be noted that when Yi Yu spoke of the Purple Mansion Sacred Land, he was referring to the one in the Immortal Domain, not the lower realm!

The gap between the two was like heaven and earth.

The Purple Mansion Sacred Land in the Immortal Domain was a top-tier force with supreme powerhouses stationed there; it was not something that could be easily destroyed.

Nalan Zhan and Nalan Ruoxi were also shaken.

Such a powerful young prodigy was actually just a servant?

How strong could the young master he spoke of be?

"Impudent!"

Several celestial and Dao gods from the Purple Mansion Sacred Land glared angrily.

Their Purple Mansion Sacred Land had a legacy of hundreds of thousands of years in the Immortal Domain, and no one had ever dared to look down on them like this.

One celestial powerhouse directly struck out a palm towards Yi Yu.

At that moment, from deep within the spatial rift, a sudden rumbling sound erupted, and golden light flooded the heavens and earth.

A majestic nine-headed lion pulled a golden chariot, stepping out from within.

Beside the chariot, three figures followed.

One of the old men in a blue robe, upon seeing this scene, revealed a hint of disdain in his eyes and raised his hand to grab at the celestial powerhouse from the Purple Mansion Sacred Land.

Pfft!

The celestial powerhouse who had attacked was crushed to death by the blue-robed elder with a single hand!

Everyone around was dumbfounded.

A celestial powerhouse from the Purple Mansion Sacred Land was crushed to death with a single palm!

This was horrifying, and the gazes directed at the blue-robed elder were filled with unprecedented fear.

However, a group of local forces from the Eastern Xuan Region, upon seeing the blue-robed elder, revealed expressions of shock and excitement.

"Is that the Eastern Xuan Ancestor?"

Among them, a middle-aged man stepped forward, his expression filled with extreme excitement.

He was the leader of the Eastern Xuan Dao Sect.

The Eastern Xuan Dao Sect had once been the most powerful force in the Eastern Xuan Region, dominating the entire area for a time.

In recent years, although it had weakened somewhat, it remained one of the overlords of the Eastern Xuan Region.

At this moment, the leader of the Eastern Xuan Dao Sect looked at the blue-robed elder with a spirited expression.

That blue-robed elder was indeed an ancestor of their Eastern Xuan Dao Sect.

Long ago, it was during the generation of the Eastern Xuan Ancestor that the Eastern Xuan Dao Sect was able to dominate the entire region.

"The Eastern Xuan Dao Sect is indeed still around."

The blue-robed elder, the Eastern Xuan Ancestor, showed a hint of surprise and nodded slightly.

He was a powerful figure who had ascended from the Heavenly Xuan Continent.

Upon hearing this, many local forces in the Eastern Xuan Region felt a chill run down their spines.

The ancestor of the Eastern Xuan Dao Sect had actually descended to the lower realm!?

"Haha, wonderful! With the ancestor here, how can my Eastern Xuan Dao Sect not thrive!" the Eastern Xuan Sect leader exclaimed excitedly.

"Don't call me the Eastern Xuan Ancestor anymore; I'm just a servant of my young master now," the Eastern Xuan Ancestor shook his head.

"What..."

With a single sentence from the Eastern Xuan Ancestor, the world fell silent.

Countless years ago, the Eastern Xuan Ancestor who ascended to the Immortal Domain was now merely a servant?

Many local prodigies in the Eastern Xuan Region felt their worldview shatter.

What kind of person must he be to have such a saintly figure as a servant?

Nalan Zhan's pupils also trembled; he had heard of the Eastern Xuan Ancestor's name.

Yet now, he had become someone else's servant?

Nalan Ruoxi tightly gripped the ancient talisman in her hand, her beautiful eyes gazing at the golden chariot.

She was very curious about who the young master sitting inside the golden chariot was.

As for Su Ziqiong, she was trembling all over.

She looked at the nine-headed lion, her expression filled with an unprecedented fear.

"A nine-headed lion pulling a chariot; could it really be that person..."

Su Ziqiong's face turned as pale as paper, and she dared not think any further!