"Ancestor!"

The Lu family is going crazy!

How is that possible?

That was their ancestor!

How could our ancestor possibly die!

"No!"

The Lu family members shouted frantically, trying to channel their power into Lu Boyuan's body, but they couldn't get any of it in.

Lu Boyuan's eyes were closed; he was no longer breathing.

The Lu family simply refused to believe it; to them, their ancestor was like a pillar of strength, a source of stability.

But now, such a terrifying existence has actually fallen!

He still died at the hands of such an unknown Golden Core cultivator!

The passersby at the scene were all stunned.

If someone had just told them that a Golden Core cultivator could kill a Nascent Soul cultivator like the Lu family patriarch, they would never have believed it, even if it meant death.

But now, this terrible reality is unfolding before everyone present.

"Bai...Bai Ying really killed the Lu family patriarch?"

"This is terrifying! How did she do that?!"

If Bai Ying's solo fight against the Lu family had already left the onlookers in the audience feeling utterly incredulous, then this was already incredibly surprising.

What is happening now is absolutely astonishing.

"This is...this is outrageous! Just who is this girl? I've never seen a cultivator like her before. She can kill a Nascent Soul cultivator."

Lin Yuan was so shocked that he couldn't say a word. His eyes were fixed on Bai Ying, and he couldn't breathe properly.

So is that why Bai Ying dared to make those boastful claims?

She actually killed the Lu family's patriarch!

Although Lin Yuan also knew that from what Bai Ying had just said, he could deduce that Bai Ying killed the Lu family patriarch not because of her strength, but because of the Lu family patriarch's illness.

But even so, it was beyond his understanding, and even beyond the understanding of everyone here.

Everyone knows that the Lu family patriarch will die one day, perhaps on the battlefield, or perhaps when his lifespan comes to an end. But it will definitely not be as casual as it is now.

Lin Yuan's fingers were trembling involuntarily.

His gaze was completely fixed on Bai Ying.

From the very first time he met Bai Ying, he disliked her and wished he could immediately break off the engagement with her. The Bai Ying he encountered had changed his perception of her time and time again.

He had never felt so dangerous and so alluring as he did at this moment.

fine......

All he could say was that it was fortunate Bai Ying was under the spell of the Heart Demon. She was already nearing the end.

Otherwise, he would definitely regret breaking off the engagement with someone like that to the core!

Seeing that there was no way to wake Lu Boyuan, the members of the Lu family all went mad.

"Ancestor!"

Lu Ran gritted his teeth, wishing he could rush up and kill Bai Ying with his own hands. "You bastard! I'll avenge our ancestor!"

But at that moment, another Nascent Soul cultivator stepped forward and said to Lu Ran, "I'll do it!"

This Nascent Soul stage cultivator is Lu Bocheng, Lu Boyuan's younger brother, who holds a slightly lower status in the Lu family than Lu Boyuan.

He gritted his teeth and stared at Bai Ying, his eyes filled with boundless hatred.

Although his cultivation level was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, compared to a Golden Core cultivator like Bai Ying, it was like the difference between an elephant and an ant.

"You brat, how dare you use such underhanded methods against my Lu family patriarch! You're dead!"

As he spoke, he decisively stretched out his palm in the direction of Bai Ying.

Unlike ordinary cultivators, Lu Bocheng's natal magic weapon is not an ordinary external object, but his own left hand.

Suddenly, his left hand grew larger, its appearance astonishing, as if it had instantly transformed into a towering mountain, carrying an overwhelming momentum as it swiftly grabbed towards Bai Ying's location.

Bai Ying moved with lightning speed. After successfully subduing Lu Boyuan's Qiankun Mirror, she dared not delay for a moment and immediately fled into the distance like an arrow.

If this Qiankun Mirror weren't so valuable, unlike any of the magical artifacts Bai Ying had crafted before, and already considered a spiritual artifact, she wouldn't have lingered here for so long.

Bai Ying's speed was astonishing, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky; her figure left only blurry afterimages in the air. Each of her flashes covered an extremely long distance, creating gusts of wind in her wake.

However, she was facing Lu Bocheng, who had already entered the Nascent Soul stage. This powerful figure was like an insurmountable, towering peak. His strength was unfathomable, and Bai Ying's speed was still slightly inferior to his.

Lu Bocheng's enlarged left hand now resembled a net woven from the most resilient threads in the world.

This boundless net, each thread imbued with devastating power, swept over Bai Ying, covering the entire valley and plunging the world below into a dark shadow.

As the palm descended, the powerful airflow it generated was like a series of violent hurricanes, howling and sweeping away everything around it.

As the palm approached, the surrounding space seemed to be under immense pressure, trembling slightly. Tiny spatial cracks spread out like spider silk, as if the entire space was groaning in pain under this force, as if it would shatter and collapse at any moment.

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