Ancient Ancestral Ruins - Chapter 35 Which is more important?

Purple Dragon God had also considered how the Lu family would react when he arrived in Wangyue City.

But he never expected it.

The Lu family actually had a mere child who was cursing him with incredibly foul language!

“You’re asking for it!”

The Purple Dragon God holds a revered position; how could he have ever been humiliated like this before?

He roared and raised his hand, which was even larger than Wangyue City, and slammed it down hard!

“Go and kill him.”

Lu Jiu glanced at Lu Changhe.

“I?”

Lu Changhe’s eyes widened in surprise.

Lu Qingyun, standing to the side, also looked completely bewildered.

Although Lu Changhe has extremely high talent, he is only at the Qi Refining Realm at present.

Sending him to kill a god would be a complete joke.

“What? You don’t dare?” Lu Jiu smiled.

“What is there to be afraid of?”

Lu Changhe came to his senses and immediately flew into the air without hesitation.

“The Long River!”

“Don’t be impulsive, kid!”

The elders of the Lu family were utterly horrified when they saw this scene.

Lu Changhe is the hope of the family, the future pillar, and the leader who will restore the family!

How could he be so impulsive as to face a god?

Lu Jiu naturally wouldn’t let Lu Changhe actually go to his death.

He was merely testing Lu Changhe’s courage.

This kid has indeed grown a lot after being tempered by the Dao Heart. Facing a Heavenly God with Qi Refining cultivation is quite impressive.

They chatted and laughed.

Lu Jiu raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

“There is no god here!”

These four characters seem familiar.

The towering, boundless celestial giant outside the city collapsed and vanished the instant Lu Jiu uttered those four words.

The figure of the Purple Dragon God appeared, his expression one of utter astonishment.

Because his divine power was instantly suppressed and sealed, what flowed through his meridians was actually weak and pitiful spiritual power.

When he saw it.

A mere junior from the Lu family, with only Qi Refining cultivation, actually attacked him.

The Purple Dragon God’s face was ashen.

“Even if I only have the cultivation of the ninth level of Qi Refining, your Lu family is still no match for me!”

He roared and charged at Lu Changhe.

However, they only exchanged a few blows.

The Purple Dragon God was shocked to discover that, despite his cultivation at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Realm, he was no match for a mere youth at the third level of the Qi Refining Realm.

When did the Lu family produce such a monstrous genius?

The thought flashed through my mind like lightning.

A chilling killing intent appeared in the eyes of the Purple Dragon God.

Such a talented member of the Lu family must not be allowed to grow up; he must be nipped in the bud!

“Please, Master!”

The Purple Dragon God took out a jade tablet and crushed it with a snap.

boom!

An astonishing aura erupted from the jade tablet.

Even the Godless Sealing Technique set up by Lu Jiu couldn’t suppress it.

A blurry humanoid figure of light and shadow appeared in the air.

The Purple Dragon Celestial God knelt on one knee mid-air, shouting “May the Sect Leader live a thousand years!”

That figure was a projection of the Seven Killings Cult Leader, exuding the aura of a true god!

“My God, this is the aura of a true god!”

“The legendary true god who has undergone ten tribulations to become a true god, the aura emanating from even a wisp of his projection is enough to terrify the gods!”

“I can’t take it anymore…”

Far from Wangyue City, people from various families and sects gathered there spontaneously knelt on the ground, bowing and worshipping the projection of that true god!

“True God?”

Lu Jiu seemed slightly intrigued and looked at the phantom in the sky outside the city.

“I underestimated the Seven Killings Holy Sect. I thought Zhang Xiaohui was the only true god.”

“I never expected that the Seven Killings Cult Leader was actually a true god.” Li Hanlu said with surprise.

After all, since ancient times, very few people have become true gods.

The fact that the Seven Killings Sect Leader could cultivate into a true god shows that his talent must be extremely extraordinary.

“Every era has a few outstanding figures.”

Lu Jiu said calmly, “Even if his true form came, I wouldn’t take it seriously, let alone a mere projection. Lu Qingyun, destroy him for me.”

“yes!”

Lu Qingyun immediately formed a hand seal and used a special secret technique to unseal the restrictions in the Nine Ancestors’ Divine Decree.

This time, he activated all three of the restrictions he could simultaneously!

boom!

With the simultaneous opening of the three restrictions, an aura of a true god emanated from the Lu family ancestral home.

A giant hand, gleaming with golden light as if cast from pure gold, appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of divine light fell into the giant hand and transformed into a dazzling divine sword!

Pfft!

No one had time to see it clearly yet.

The divine sword slashed across the sky, leaving nothing but emptiness for ten thousand miles!

The Seven Killings Cult Leader’s true god projection didn’t even have time to react before it was instantly destroyed!

Countless people were stunned by what they saw.

The projection of the true god was actually destroyed?

Legend has it that the true god is invincible!

Only the true God can contend against the true God!

The Lu family actually possesses a foundation comparable to that of a true god?

Previously, no one had any confidence in the Lu family. Even after the Lu family suppressed the Blood Flame God, no one believed that the Lu family was qualified to be enemies with the Seven Killings Holy Sect.

Everyone thought that the Lu family, which had fallen to its current state, at best still had the resources to deal with gods.

Now, the projection of the Seven Killings Cult Master, a true god-level being, was destroyed in an instant, which truly slapped countless people in the face!

The Purple Dragon God, hovering in mid-air outside the city, stared in disbelief, his face pale.

He was about to flee when Lu Changhe blocked his way.

At Lu Jiu’s behest, Li Hanlu also made her move.

After undergoing trials to temper their Dao hearts, these two individuals did not increase their cultivation levels, but their strength surpassed that of the past, and their understanding of the path of cultivation became even more profound.

A moment later.

The Purple Dragon God was also suppressed and, together with the Blood Flame God, was hung in the Lu family’s ancestral home.

…

“Don’t be too happy yet.”

In Lu Jiu’s small courtyard, the older generation of the Lu family had gathered.

Seeing the old guys’ excited expressions, Lu Jiu still poured cold water on their enthusiasm.

“You old guys shouldn’t think that just because you’re old and have no potential, you can stop working hard at cultivation.”

“What I give you is enough to prolong your life and transform you completely.”

“The cultivation techniques and secret arts I have stored in the Scripture Pavilion are all of the finest quality, the most advanced methods for each realm!”

“With these foundations, and with me as the pillar of strength in the ancestral home, if the Lu family still cannot truly rise, then it is only a matter of time before it is destined to be swallowed up by the long river of history.”

These words.

The elders of the Lu family all lowered their heads in shame.

At the same time, they all clenched their fists, vowing to do everything in their power to rekindle the hope of the Lu family’s rise!

…

The moment the Seven Killings Cult Leader’s projection was destroyed.

The sect leader himself, who was at the headquarters of the Seven Killings Holy Sect, had already sensed something.

even.

That terrifying sword strike, so astonishing and unparalleled, seemed to transcend an infinite distance, conveying a breathtaking sword intent.

“What terrifying sword intent! Is this the power of the ninth ancestor of the Lu family, that ancient supreme being?”

His heart was in turmoil.

He immediately got up and went to a forbidden area heavily shrouded by countless formations of the Seven Killings Holy Sect.

“Holy Ancestor! Your disciple has something to report!”

Deep within the forbidden area lies a stone gate.

The leader of the Seven Killings Cult arrived and respectfully knelt on one knee.

“I already know why you’ve come, and I’ve also sensed that aura—it’s undoubtedly that person’s aura!”

A deep, weathered voice echoed from within the stone gate.

Upon hearing this, the Seven Kills Sect Leader’s expression immediately changed. “Could it be that…that person has returned?”

“I don’t know either.”

Faced with the Holy Ancestor’s ambiguous answer, the Seven Killings Cult Leader was momentarily at a loss for words.

The Seven Killings Saint Ancestor inside the stone gate then said, “Although I am certain it is the aura of that person, it is the aura of that person from ten thousand years ago.”

“I see!”

Upon hearing this explanation, the Seven Killings Cult Leader breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, those who truly know the history of antiquity are well aware of just how terrifying that person’s influence was, and how he was once a shadow in the hearts of countless top experts!

Ten thousand years ago, a demonic dragon at the level of a True God fought a battle in the depths of the void.

The fact that the demonic dragon has not reappeared suggests two possibilities.

Or perhaps, that person perished together with the demonic dragon.

Or perhaps, that one is lost in the depths of the void.

Ten thousand years have passed, and that person has been missing for ages. It can’t be such a coincidence that he has returned now, can it?

“Holy Ancestor, what should we do next regarding the Lu family?”

“The Seven Killings Cult Leader asked.”

According to his plan, the Lu family should be wiped out directly, and then their souls should be searched. No matter what secrets the Lu family is hiding, they will fall into the hands of the Seven Killings Holy Sect.

However, when it comes to matters concerning the Lu family, he, as the sect leader, cannot make decisions unilaterally.

Because the Holy Ancestor himself instructed that all decisions related to the Lu family must be approved by him.

That ancient figure had a profound influence on the Holy Ancestor, casting an indelible shadow over his Dao heart.

“Let’s wait and see!”

The Holy Ancestor’s decision caused the Seven Killings Cult Leader to sigh repeatedly.

The Holy Ancestor was indeed powerful, but in the end he was too timid and cowardly!

Don’t you think about it?

If that person were to return and learn of what the Seven Killings Holy Sect had done to the Lu family, they would surely come and settle scores!

Whether you destroy the Lu family or not, the consequences will be the same.

Why can’t we just be ruthless?

“I respectfully obey the Holy Ancestor’s decree, and this disciple takes his leave!”

The Seven Killings Cult Leader bowed respectfully, then rose and left.

Behind the stone gate.

An elderly man with a full head of white hair sat cross-legged in a small, enclosed room. On a very ordinary wooden table sat an oil lamp.

“Destroy the Lu family? You really dare to dream of that…”

How could the Seven Killings Saint Ancestor not see his disciple’s ambition?

A bitter smile appeared on his face as he muttered to himself, “Since the ancient times, various parties have suppressed and targeted the Lu family, yet why has no one dared to destroy them?”

“If that person is still alive and really returns one day, your targeting and suppression of the Lu family, killing members of the Lu family, and seizing the Lu family’s opportunities and treasures will not be a big deal.”

“But if the Lu family is wiped out, then the entire realm will probably cease to exist under that person’s wrath and have to be rebuilt from scratch!”

“Which is more important, the death of some people or the annihilation of some religious sects or schools of thought, or the catastrophe of world destruction?”

“Those of us, including myself, have already embarked on the path to immortality. If that person were still alive, after ten thousand years, how could he still be treading the path to true godhood?”

Speaking of which…

The Seven Killings Saint Ancestor sighed, “Supreme One, I, Zhang Xiaohui, hope that you will not return in my lifetime, and I hope even more that you have already died deep in the void…”