You’re here?
Everyone imdiately turned their gaze toward the distance upon hearing the voice.
They saw a figure in black clothing with jet-black hair, walking slowly along the path, step by step.
Although his pace was unhurried, every step seed to echo within their hearts, making them unconsciously hold their breath. Even the murmurs of conversation ceased abruptly, leaving only the sound of footsteps in the air.
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap!
As the steps drew closer, the figure gradually approached the Su Family Mansion, his full form finally revealed.
Dressed entirely in black, he appeared to be around seventeen or eighteen years old. His face was cold and stern, his fra tall and lean, giving off an impression of fragility and ordinariness. It was none other than Yang Tian!
So, this is Yang Tian?
With the exception of those who had witnessed Yang Tian’s divine prowess at the birthday banquet, the others furrowed their brows one after another upon seeing him.
Because this Yang Tian was vastly different from the image they had envisioned—soone bold enough to challenge the century-old prestige of the Su Family alone!
But a second later, they were all certain: the man before them was unmistakably Yang Tian!
Because as Yang Tian stepped through the Su Family Mansion’s gate, his entire aura transford in an instant, turning into sothing akin to a black hole. People found themselves unable to tear their eyes away from him, as if their very souls were being drawn into a bewildering abyss.
Yet their change in attitude failed to draw any attention from Yang Tian. After entering the Su Family Mansion, Yang Tian cast a glance at Lu Yuanming before locking his gaze firmly onto Grandmaster Su, speaking calmly, "The three-day deadline is up. I have co to take over the Su Family!"
"Insolence!"
As soon as the words fell, countless powerful auras erupted from within the Su Family Mansion, all of them emanating from Hua Realm or even Innate Experts!
Those auras converged as one, resembling a massive hamr that smashed directly toward Yang Tian.
But faced with such overwhelming force, Yang Tian neither dodged nor flinched. He didn’t even spare it a glance. When the auras reached him, they vanished into thin air as though devoured by an invisible black hole.
Witnessing this scene, Grandmaster Su’s expression turned grim, a trace of fear rising unbidden in his heart.
He had never encountered soone exuding such a dark aura as Yang Tian. It was a presence that seed to stem from the depths of the Nine Netherworld, or perhaps beyond—a presence that felt as though rely standing near him could render one’s soul utterly consud!
However, Grandmaster Su did not make a move. He knew, from the battle three days ago, that he was no match for Yang Tian. Moreover, he was not today’s protagonist.
The real protagonist today was none other than the elder who was now slowly standing to his feet—Lu Yuanming!
"Young man, you’ve finally arrived!"
Lu Yuanming slowly rose to his feet, his tone as calm as Yang Tian’s. His garnts fluttered despite the absence of wind as he lifted off the ground and, suspended midair, approached Yang Tian.
The crowd erupted in astonishnt at the sight.
Humankind has always harbored an endless yearning for flight!
They believe that anyone who can soar through the skies is a being of unparalleled might and reverence!
Although Lu Yuanming was not exactly flying high into the heavens, his ability to float unaided was enough to inspire awe and admiration in everyone.
Even Yang Tian frowned slightly at this display.
To float above the ground ant touching the God Realm!
Before coming here, Yang Tian had anticipated that the Su Family would summon this so-called First Magic Master, Lu Yuanming.
However, in Yang Tian’s estimation, Lu Yuanming’s strength would be comparable at most to Gui Xuzi of the True Essence Sect. He had not expected that Lu Yuanming would have already touched the threshold of the God Realm.
Then again, to touch was still far from to enter the God Realm!
So, despite his mild surprise, Yang Tian maintained his calm deanor and said in an emotionless voice, "You shouldn’t have co."
"Whether I should or not, I am here. And for the sake of my useless disciple, I must be here!"
Lu Yuanming chuckled lightly and added, "But if you, young man, leave now, I can guarantee on behalf of the Su Family that we will not pursue you further."
Not pursue?
Upon hearing this, Su Mi imdiately opened her mouth to speak.
But Grandmaster Su quickly stopped her, saying, "Everything shall proceed as Master Lu instructs."
"Yes, Grandfather!" Su Mi reluctantly nodded, though dissatisfaction lingered in her expression.
Her concern, however, was unnecessary. Yang Tian had co here today with no intention of leaving quietly. No one could stop him from reclaiming what the Su Family owed him.
Which is why everyone saw Yang Tian’s feet also lift ever so slowly from the ground, his body rising into the air as he gazed down imperiously at Lu Yuanming from above.
Lu Yuanming’s expression grew sharp at the sight, clearly unprepared for the fact that Yang Tian had also touched the God Realm.
At that mont, Yang Tian ascended into mid-air, akin to a Demon God descending to earth, looking down upon all below. He stared coldly at Lu Yuanming and said softly, "Have you prepared yourself... for death?"
Death?
Even with decades of Qi cultivation, Lu Yuanming couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger at Yang Tian’s words.
How many years had it been?
Since Lu Yuanming stepped into the True Spirit Dharma King realm, who on this island of Taiwan had not respectfully addressed him as Master Lu? Who had dared to speak to him in such a manner?
Yet, he did not let this rage show.
Because from the mont Yang Tian set foot in the Su Family Mansion, Lu Yuanming understood that today’s conflict would be completely different from what he had imagined.
Lu Yuanming had initially believed that, with his Demigod Realm strength, defeating Yang Tian would be no more than an effortless task.
But Yang Tian had proven himself worthy of being called China’s most powerful Martial King.
Though they had yet to exchange blows, the oppressive aura of Yang Tian’s strength was unlike anything Lu Yuanming had encountered in his life.
Especially seeing Yang Tian now suspended in mid-air, Lu Yuanming felt a weight of seriousness that hadn’t stirred in him for a long ti.
One thing, however, left him puzzled: Yang Tian’s deanor had remained eerily calm throughout.
Even after witnessing Lu Yuanming’s display of Demigod Realm power, Yang Tian’s gaze showed no fluctuation.
Was this an overconfidence in his abilities?
Or did Yang Tian have so hidden trump card?
If anyone who had witnessed Yang Tian’s deeds in Japan were present, they would have answered this question for Lu Yuanming in no uncertain terms.
The Demigod Realm was indeed formidable, but it was nothing special to Yang Tian.
After all, in the Dog God Temple, Yang Tian had devoured over 1,300 Demigod-level Dead Souls. Not to ntion the Orochi he had slain at the summit of Mount Fuji—a true God-level opponent!
Regardless, the battle was clearly on the verge of erupting!
Lu Yuanming was the first to break the silence, letting out a cold laugh: "Young man, if you’re so confident, then allow to test your strength!"
As he spoke, Lu Yuanming threw his sleeves back. His seemingly aged but shockingly vigorous hands ford a prayer-like gesture at his chest.
Suddenly, blades of wind shot forth from between his clasped hands, hurtling toward Yang Tian!
"Shadowless Technique?"
Yang Tian watched Lu Yuanming’s move and smiled faintly.
For a Magic User to activate a spell, they must always rely on hand seals.
The hand seals reconfigure spiritual energy, transforming it from a peaceful presence into spells imbued with offensive power.
Yet Lu Yuanming could unleash spells without forming seals—a feat that left even Gui Xuzi of the True Essence Sect far behind.
By far, Lu Yuanming was the strongest Magic User Yang Tian had encountered yet!
Even so, these techniques failed to impress him.
With a re glare, black Demon Flas erupted from Yang Tian’s form and collided with the wind blades.
Observing that Yang Tian hadn’t moved a muscle and yet conjured those Demon Flas out of thin air, Lu Yuanming was visibly taken aback.
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