My Seven Sisters Are Stunningly Beautiful (The Return of the Gods)

The ancestral land of the Hongshawadi clan is shrouded in war clouds.

Lu Yun stood coldly in the void, his mental power incarnated like a sharp blade, pouring murderous aura into this bloody chaos.

His eyes were filled with cold light, and his cold voice echoed like a morning bell in the agitated tide of souls: "Ants, your suffering has just begun."

Following his cold whisper, the power of "all despair" was triggered again.

The invisible mental power rolled up the void and spread rapidly at a rampant speed in an instant, like a bloodthirsty net, completely covering the Hongshawadi clan troops.

"Ah——!" Brutally roaring sounds came one after another at that moment.

The telekinesis seemed to transform into countless sharp threads, taking root in the deepest part of their souls, and then suddenly strangling them.

Those Taoist gods and Taoist masters who tried to resist, no matter how many defensive techniques they used, were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

After their true spirits were torn apart, their bodies lost control and instantly turned into dust and were swallowed up by the chaos storm.

More than one hundred Taoist masters and nearly hundreds of Taoist gods died in an instant.

As the chaotic mist formed by the fusion of blood and power spread, the air was still filled with the whispers of the dead who were about to return to nothingness.

"This is the price you pay for incurring my enmity. You deserve it."

Lu Yun sneered, his voice so cold that it seemed to have come from hell.

He raised one hand lightly, and the vast void began to vibrate with aftershocks. The remains of the body floating above the battlefield exploded as if struck by lightning, and there was no possibility of repair.

However, this killing move also caused Lu Yun's telekinesis to experience an unignorable fluctuation.

A hint of darkness flashed in his eyes, but the opportunity only lasted for a moment.

"Lu Yun!"

A thunderous roar erupted from the depths of the temple, and the figure of Emperor Foboldao finally appeared.

His eyes were like two burning flames, spanning the void, and endless power of rules surged under his feet.

He waved his hand, and the entire ancestral land seemed to tremble with it, and the avenue resonated, so terrifying that it made people feel cold in their hearts.

Just the thought emerged, and the invisible and intangible pressure of the rules directly forced the space where Lu Yun was to collapse.

But even so, he still couldn't regain any advantage.

"It's too late."

Lu Yun sneered, his eyes fixed on a corner where another large team of powerful Taoist gods from the Hongshawa Emperor clan were approaching rapidly.

He raised his hand and tapped the air lightly, and his mental power was like sparks from a dying candle, once again launching a fatal blow to the group of enemies.

However, at this moment, the power of rules that came across the void completely enveloped him from all directions! In the interweaving of light and shadow, the anger of Emperor Foboler Dao turned into a blade visible to the naked eye, and fiercely slashed down on Lu Yun's telekinesis.

"Boom!"

The explosion, like a shocking catastrophe, shook the ancestral land. Lu Yun's mental incarnation was suddenly covered with cracks, and then dispersed with the wind and returned to nothingness.

However, that attack ultimately failed to completely protect the other team of Taoist gods, and a few scattered remains of the gods fell into the void in the explosion and turned into dust.

Emperor Foboldao stood in the center of the battlefield, his face looking extremely ugly.

He looked around, the blood-filled land and the dead silence after the annihilation of the spirit made the rage in his heart almost uncontrollable.

He knew that he had been deceived. The Lu Yun who appeared was just a telekinesis. He spared no effort to mobilize the power of the clan to try to surround and kill him, but he was just fooled. Then he sent countless precious clan members as sacrifices to test the knife.

"Damn little reptile..." But his throat surged a few times, and finally he forced himself to calm down.

The resentment and shame in his eyes were all suppressed by coldness. He said to himself, "It's not my fault. It's because this guy is too insidious. We underestimated the acquired practitioners."

However, at this moment, the sky on the other side of the Hongshawadi clan shook again, as if the residual power had caused an uneasy resonance.

Immediately following, an old and steady voice sounded: "Fobole, what happened? Why is the ancestral land shaking so violently? What enemy could cause such a commotion?"

As the voice fell, an ancient and vigorous figure broke through the air.

The man who came was not tall, and his face was full of traces of erosion by time, but with every step he took, the sky and the earth became dazed.

He is the oldest second-level immortal power of the Hongshawadi clan—Zangsheng Daodi.

When Emperor Foboldao saw this man appear, his fierce anger was obviously subsided a little.

With a little respect, he quickly and briefly recounted how Lu Yun had sneaked into the ancestral land and caused heavy damage. Until this point, he finally stopped harboring hope for failure and became more fearful and vigilant.

However, just as he was describing the details of the Central Region to Zangsheng Daodi, an anxious tribesman stumbled over, his face full of fear: "Daodi, Ka, Karami Daodi...his magic lamp is out!"

An uproar instantly rose among all the strong men present, and the pupils of Emperor Foboler also shrank suddenly: "Emperor Karami... has fallen?!"

There was disbelief in his voice.

But when he thought of what Lu Yun had done, he couldn't help but feel an unprecedented chill in his heart.

Karami, as the Emperor of Tao, died because of the acquired practitioner who sneaked here. This was tantamount to a fatal blow to their tribe.

Emperor Zang Shengdao's expression changed slightly. After a few breaths of silence, he said coldly, "It seems that the acquired cultivators are underestimated."

It was a light summary, but it revealed a sign that a cold storm was brewing.

In the dark ancestral land, countless eyes of the Hongshawadi clan gathered together, and the air was filled with chill, as if foreshadowing that in the near future, a terrifying wave would sweep across the entire universe.

The Dao Emperors looked at each other, and in silence, a consensus gradually formed: "Destroy his ten clans and use the power of the righteous clan!"

The old voice of Emperor Zang Shengdao echoed in the ancestral land, but it exploded like thunder in the hearts of every strong man of the Hongshawadi clan.

He waved his hand, and a vast force of rules swept out, covering the entire ancestral land, blocking the space and preventing any information from leaking.

"Investigate this matter thoroughly!" He spoke in a low voice, with unquestionable majesty.

Following his orders, several ancient and powerful auras awakened from the depths of the ancestral land, like sleeping beasts slowly opening their eyes.

Soon, three figures tore through space and descended. The leader was wearing a black imperial robe, with a stern face, eyes as deep as stars, and a suffocating pressure emanating from his body.

He is the current emperor of the Hongshawa clan—Emperor Mianbei.

Emperor Mianbei glanced at the devastated ancestral land, frowned, and spoke in a voice as cold as ice: "Who is so bold as to kill our clan's Dao Emperor and sneak into our clan's ancestral land to cause chaos?!"

Emperor Zang Sheng took a step forward and bowed, saying, "Reporting to the Emperor, according to preliminary investigations, it was done by Lu Yun, a post-natal cultivator of the human race. He used his telekinesis to infiltrate..."

"Telepathic incarnation?" Emperor Mianbei asked with a hint of doubt in his tone, "A mere post-natal cultivator, even if he sneaked in with his telepathic incarnation, how could he kill our Dao Emperor?"