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

"Be your enemy?" Saint Emperor Ji Yuan laughed as if he had heard a funny joke. "Master Demon Lord, have you forgotten that you are just a remnant soul living in this weak body? Are you worthy enough to be my enemy?"

Demon Lord Chonglou remained unmoved. He just slowly stretched out his hand with his five fingers spread out. A strange black flame burned in his palm and quickly condensed into a black lotus.

"Prohibition, Black Lotus Karma Fire!"

The black lotus swelled up in the wind, instantly becoming a hundred feet in size, carrying an aura of burning everything as it swept towards Saint Emperor Ji Yuan.

A solemn look flashed across Saint Emperor Ji Yuan's eyes. This Black Lotus Karma Fire was the famous skill of Demon Lord Chonglou. It was extremely powerful and even he could not take it lightly.

“Hmph! Even if you have the ability to reach the sky, you cannot escape death today!” Saint Emperor Ji Yuan snorted coldly. The giant white jade palm appeared again and grabbed the black lotus. The blazing black lotus fire was actually refined by him!

"Hmm?" Saint Emperor Ji Yuan frowned slightly. He looked down at his palm and saw that his palm, which was originally as crystal clear as jade, now had some black burn marks. Although it was healing quickly, it was obviously injured by the black lotus karma fire.

“You…” Saint Emperor Ji Yuan looked up at the Demon Lord, a hint of suspicion flashing in his eyes.

"Cough cough..." Demon Lord Chonglou started coughing violently. His face was as pale as paper and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

“Your Majesty!” Everyone was horrified upon seeing this.

Demon Lord Zunlou waved his hand, signaling that everyone need not worry. He looked at Saint Emperor Jiyuan and said weakly, "This body is too weak. I can only exert 10% of my strength now. This attack is already my limit..."

After saying that, Demon Lord Chonglou no longer wanted to fight, waved his hand and swept up everyone, and the magic carpet turned into a stream of light and instantly disappeared into the void.

Saint Emperor Ji Yuan looked at the direction where the Demon Lord's tower disappeared, and a hint of contemplation flashed in his eyes.

"This Demon Lord has actually returned? Moreover, his last move was definitely not an ordinary one. Could it be that there are other ancient powerful beings from the dark universe behind him?"

Saint Emperor Ji Yuan guessed secretly in his heart, and he did not choose to continue the pursuit, but turned around and flew towards the direction of the Blood Refining Emperor Domain.

"Lu Yun..." Saint Emperor Ji Yuan muttered to himself, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, "Perhaps, you have something I want..."

……

The Blood Refining Imperial City was in deathly silence.

The residual power of the Origin Hunting had not yet dissipated, and those who had nothing to do with the Blood Refining Imperial Palace were all hiding in the corner, trembling, and dared not even breathe.

"Dead... all dead..."

A young girl hid behind a broken wall, looking at the hellish scene on earth, her eyes filled with fear and despair.

"Yan'er, don't be afraid, Master is here." An old voice sounded in her ears, and a warm big hand gently held her hand.

The girl's name was Yan'er, and the old man next to her was her master, a casual swordsman.

"Master, can we...can we still survive?" Yan'er's voice trembled and her eyes were filled with tears.

"Don't worry, Yan'er, as long as Master is here, no one can hurt you." The old man patted her shoulder gently and comforted her.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking their way.

"You... who are you?" The old man's face changed and he asked vigilantly.

The man was dressed in white, with a handsome face and a wicked smile on his face. He looked at Yan'er and asked with interest, "Little sister, are you a swordsman?"

The old man's heart was immediately filled with alarm bells. The person who came had an unfathomable aura and was obviously an unparalleled powerful person. Moreover, he sensed a deep malice in the other person's eyes.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking the way of us, master and disciple?" the old man asked in a deep voice.

"Haha, it's okay to tell you." The man in white chuckled, "I am the new Palace Master of the Blood Refining Imperial Palace, Lu Yun!"

“What?!” The old man was struck by lightning when he heard this, and his face turned pale in an instant.

The people hiding around were so frightened after hearing the name "Lu Yun" that they fell to the ground and trembled.

"You...you are a sword cultivator?" Lu Yun looked at the girl hiding among the ruins in front of him with interest, with a playful smile on his lips.

The girl's name was Yan'er, she was only 28 years old, just the age when a bud was about to bloom. At this moment, her face was pale, and her big, watery eyes were full of fear, obviously frightened by this sudden change. Hearing Lu Yun's question, Yan'er was stunned at first, and then, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, she shrank back and hid behind the purple-clothed woman next to her.

"Senior, please spare my life! I just... I just know some basic sword skills. I don't deserve your respect." The purple-clothed woman was so frightened that her face turned pale. She fell to her knees with a thud and said with a trembling voice.

Seeing this, Yan'er also knelt down quickly, lowered her head and dared not speak. Although she was still young, she knew how terrifying the man in white was. He was the evil star who had slaughtered the entire Blood Refining Imperial Palace!

"Oh? You are practicing both telekinesis and sword and your physical body, and your talent in telekinesis is even better than that in swordsmanship? You, little girl, are really a rough diamond!" Lu Yun ignored the woman in purple, but set his gaze on Yan'er again, with an imperceptible gleam in his eyes.

Yan'er felt frightened when he looked at her, but she didn't dare to dodge. She could only lower her head and let Lu Yun look at her.

"What a pity. In this chaotic universe, it is extremely difficult to achieve immortality through telekinesis. The wood sword art that you practice is quite interesting. The rules of heaven are complete. With your talent, you may be able to achieve something in the future." Lu Yun retracted his gaze and said lightly.

"What you mean, senior, is..." Upon hearing this, the purple-clothed woman felt a glimmer of hope in her heart and asked tentatively.

"Focus on swordsmanship and use telekinesis as a supplement. First, prove your immortality in swordsmanship. When you are strong enough in the future, go to the Hongmeng Universe to impact your immortality in telekinesis. Combine the two and achieve the supreme path. This is the most suitable path for you." Lu Yun ignored the woman in purple and spoke to himself.

The purple-clothed woman was overjoyed when she heard this. She quickly pulled Yan'er beside her and said anxiously, "Yan'er, why don't you thank the senior for his guidance!"

Yan'er finally reacted and kowtowed, saying, "Yan'er thanks you for your guidance, Senior!"

"Get up." Lu Yun waved his hand and said, "I see that you have excellent aptitude and are a promising cultivator. Are you willing to become my disciple?"

Upon hearing this, the woman in purple was overjoyed and quickly pushed Yan'er, signaling her to agree quickly.

However, what no one expected was that Yan'er not only did not agree, but raised her head and said in an almost arrogant tone: "I don't want to be your disciple!"