Chapter 247: Subduing Ao Ye!
“We… won!”
“We… actually won!”
“That was too fast!”
Li Tianxuan stood there in a daze, staring blankly at everything before him.
This…
This was far too exaggerated!
A Great Vehicle cultivator had actually killed an Upper Realm Dragon Clan True Immortal with ease?
This was simply unbelievable!
“Just what is this person’s background, to possess such a terrifying Dharma Artifact?”
Li Tianxuan murmured to himself.
It was not just him. The rest of the Human Race Great Vehicle cultivators and the Demon Venerables all stood there in a daze, completely unable to react.
They looked at the battle that had just ended before them, feeling as if they were dreaming.
This battle was truly too astonishing!
They had never imagined that Lu Qingyang could overpower Ao Yi.
It could even be called an instant kill of an Upper Realm Dragon Clan True Immortal!
This was simply too terrifying!
“Just who is this person!”
“Why have we never seen him before!”
The crowd exchanged glances, their hearts full of confusion.
“This person might have an Upper Realm background!”
“Otherwise, how could he be so powerful, throwing out an Immortal Artifact right from the start?”
Li Tianxuan took a deep breath and settled on his conclusion.
Once these words were spoken, the Venerables all nodded in agreement.
“Indeed!”
“Indeed!”
“This person must have a True Immortal or Human Immortal elder, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for him to possess such a terrifying Immortal Artifact!”
“But just who is this person’s backer!”
“To have such wealth, it is truly too terrifying.”
The crowd marveled, all guessing at Lu Qingyang’s identity.
On the other side, the Demon Venerables and Ao Ye all stood frozen in place, not making a sound.
They seemed to feel that their eyes were playing tricks on them.
Especially Ao Ye, whose massive dragon body stood alone in mid-air, appearing exceptionally lonely.
Clan-Uncle… lost?!
Ao Ye was somewhat dazed.
His eyes were filled with thick unwillingness and disbelief!
“No! I don’t believe it!!!”
“I don’t believe I could lose to a lower realm Human Race cultivator!!!”
“No!”
“I refuse to accept this!!!”
“I am not resigned!!!”
Ao Ye roared, his voice full of anger and unwillingness.
He was unwilling to lose just like this, and even more unwilling to become a Human Race cultivator’s mount!
At this thought, Ao Ye retreated, wanting to flee!
The moment Ao Ye moved, the other Demon Venerables also snapped to their senses and hurriedly retreated.
Seeing this, Lu Qingyang’s eyes turned cold.
The Immortal Sword beside him rose like a bright moon, emitting incomparably brilliant silver radiance.
In the next instant, it locked onto Ao Ye in the distance.
A massive sense of crisis suddenly surged from the depths of Ao Ye’s heart.
Ao Ye trembled all over and instinctively stopped his escape.
He did not dare move again.
He could only watch helplessly as the Demon Venerables scattered and fled.
“Run. Why aren’t you running?”
Lu Qingyang’s幽幽 voice drifted over, causing Ao Ye’s expression to change drastically.
“S… Senior… you… you…”
Ao Ye’s voice trembled slightly.
He did not know how to describe his feelings.
In short, it was very complicated.
“You… you…”
“You… just who are you?”
Ao Ye said, trembling.
“This one is Lu Qingyang, the current Sect Master of the Chaotian Sect.”
“You have three breaths to release your Natal Primordial Spirit and become this Sect Master’s mount.”
“One… two…”
Lu Qingyang’s voice was ice-cold, causing Ao Ye to involuntarily shiver.
His thoughts struggled ceaselessly.
Releasing his Natal Primordial Spirit meant his life and death would be completely controlled by Lu Qingyang.
But if he did not release it, then only death awaited him.
“Two… three…”
Ao Ye’s voice trembled more and more violently.
“What nerve!”
Lu Qingyang’s eyes were indifferent.
His finger moved slightly.
“No…”
Just as Lu Qingyang was about to act, Ao Ye suddenly let out a great roar.
In the end, he was unwilling to perish just like this.
After all, where there was life, there was hope.
If he died, then truly everything would be gone.
Ao Ye decided to give up resistance and admit defeat!
“Sect Master Lu!”
“I… I admit defeat!”
“Please spare my life.”
As Ao Ye spoke, a dragon-shaped phantom slowly drifted out from his body.
It was precisely Ao Ye’s Natal Primordial Spirit.
“Oh?”
Lu Qingyang narrowed his eyes.
Clearly, he had not expected Ao Ye to submit so decisively.
He had thought the other party would rather die than yield.
This sudden turn left him somewhat unaccustomed.
“Ao Ye.”
Lu Qingyang lightly spat out two words.
His gaze was calm as water, without the slightest ripple.
Ao Ye’s face was somewhat pale, his eyes carrying thick unwillingness and fear.
But he knew he had indeed lost.
Lost to a Human Race cultivator.
“You schemed to harm the lives of my Human Race. Your crime deserves ten thousand deaths, but this one will give you a chance. I punish you to be a slave for this life.”
“Consider it atonement for your sins.”
As Lu Qingyang spoke, he flicked his finger.
A mark shot out directly, striking Ao Ye’s Primordial Spirit.
Firmly branded into his Soul Sea.
Ao Ye trembled all over, his face showing an expression of pain.
He could not help but feel pain. Whether mentally or physically, he endured immense agony.
As the Demon Race Overlord, a top Pseudo-Immortal stage Dragon Clan member, to now fall to becoming a Human Race slave—what misery was this!
Lu Qingyang, meanwhile, paid him no further attention.
He retracted his Immortal Armor divine ability, his body returning to normal as he drifted before Li Tianxuan and the other Great Vehicle Supremes.
Looking at the collars around the necks of the Supremes.
Lu Qingyang frowned slightly.
Then he tried flicking out spiritual power to remove them for the Supremes.
But it had no effect whatsoever.
“Senior Lu… it’s useless. This is a True Immortal implement. We Great Vehicle cultivators cannot break it.”
Li Tianxuan clasped his hands toward Lu Qingyang, his expression somewhat unnatural.
It was mainly because Lu Qingyang was too young.
Although many Great Vehicle cultivators liked to present themselves in a youthful state.
But whether it was him or the other Supremes, they could all tell.
Lu Qingyang’s youth was not a transformation.
It was naturally innate.
Because there was not the slightest sign of aging on his body.
At most, he was no more than five hundred years old!
Compared to them old things who had lived thousands of years, he was truly young beyond measure!
“Senior Lu, being able to slay that Upper Realm True Immortal has already earned life for the Human Race of this realm.”
“Even if we are chained to death for a lifetime, we have no regrets.”
Li Tianxuan solemnly clasped his hands, and the other Supremes all wore grateful expressions, bowing to Lu Qingyang in unison.
Clearly, they had never imagined that someone could rescue them from beneath a True Immortal’s hand.
Seeing this, Lu Qingyang did not speak.
He merely waved his finger, summoning that Second-Tier Immortal Sword from his Storage Ring.
“Everyone, do not move.”
“Go!”
Lu Qingyang flipped his wrist, and that Second-Tier Immortal Sword shot toward the collar on Li Tianxuan’s neck.
The Second-Tier Immortal Sword traced a streak of flowing light through the air, arriving before Ao Ye in an instant.
“Zhang!”
“Crack!”
After a crisp sound, the collar shattered directly, falling to the ground…