The Heavens: From Film and Mythology to Conquering Myriad Realms

Xiong Ba looked significantly older than Lu Yao, and calling someone younger than himself "senior" made Xiong Ba feel very awkward.

But that's how it is in the martial arts world; strength is everything, and without strength, one can only be subservient.

"Xiong Ba, is this your first time in the martial arts world? How could you say something so childish?"

Lu Yao chuckled and looked at Xiong Ba with great interest.

Now that he has already made his move, how could he possibly let Xiong Ba and the others go? If he doesn't act, he doesn't act; if he does, he will eliminate them completely.

Upon hearing this, Xiong Ba's expression also turned grim, and he was extremely anxious.

"Are you really determined to wipe them all out? Are you determined to fight to the death?"

As the leader of the World Society, Xiong Ba naturally possessed the courage to fight fiercely.

"You overestimate yourself. The fish may die, but the net won't break."

Lu Yao chuckled and gave Xiong Ba a strange look.

"If that's the case, then let's fight!"

Xiong Ba's expression hardened, and his true energy surged, revealing an aura of fighting to the death.

Lu Yao narrowed his eyes and directly condensed a sword aura, slashing towards Xiong Ba.

"Heavenly Frost Fist!"

Xiong Ba roared, his fists condensing extreme frost, which significantly lowered the temperature of the entire hall.

"boom!"

The sword energy clashed with Xiong Ba's ice fist, unleashing countless bursts of frost.

Xiong Ba was sent flying by the sword energy, his face as thin as paper, clearly injured.

"Three points of return to vitality!"

Using the force of being knocked away, Xiong Ba mustered all his strength to condense a ball of azure true energy in mid-air.

This was Xiong Ba's strongest move, and the massive fluctuation of true energy demonstrated its extraordinary nature.

Facing Xiong Ba's all-out attack, Lu Yao remained calm and made a gesture with his finger in front of him.

A terrifyingly sharp sword aura appeared out of thin air and slashed towards the cluster of true energy.

"boom!"

The ball of true energy was directly cleaved in two by the sword energy, unleashing a powerful shockwave.

When Xiong Ba saw that his move had been broken, he did not panic. Instead, he showed a smile of triumph.

He knew, of course, that even if he went all out, he wouldn't be a match for Lu Yao. His earlier display of fearlessness was all an act, meant to mislead Lu Yao and lower his guard.

Using the shockwave, Xiong Ba quickly flew out of the main hall.

"Can you run away?"

Lu Yao watched Xiong Ba fly away, a slight smile playing on his lips.

If Xiong Ba thought he could escape with such a small trick, Lu Yao could only say he was too naive.

Lu Yao moved swiftly, leaving a lingering afterimage in his wake.

"Success!"

After Xiong Ba left the main hall, he looked very pleased.

Once he leaves the main hall, he can quickly escape to the ranks of the World Society members and make his escape.

Just then, Xiong Ba suddenly saw several figures rushing towards him from not far away.

It was the Twelve Fiends of Tianchi who had come to provide support.

"Heaven has not forsaken me!"

Xiong Ba's face lit up with joy, and he immediately headed towards the arriving crowd.

"Help me quickly!"

The Twelve Fiends of Tianchi are quite skilled in martial arts, which is just enough to delay Lu Yao for a moment.

Unfortunately, Xiong Ba had a good plan, but Lu Yao wouldn't give him the chance.

"Stay."

A detached voice came from behind Xiong Ba, like the call of death.

Xiong Ba felt a chill run through him, a cold sensation shooting straight to the top of his head.

A sword aura crackling with lightning pierced through Xiong Ba's heart like a bolt of lightning.

"So close!"

Xiong Ba looked at the huge hole in his chest, his expression full of resentment.

"Boss! You villain, prepare to die!"

"Go together!"

"How dare you cause trouble in my Tianxia Society!"

Upon arriving and seeing their leader killed, the Twelve Fiends of Tianchi cried out in alarm, their shouts echoing throughout the area.

However, although these people shouted that they wanted revenge, their actions betrayed their words, and they all turned around and ran away.

What kind of strength does Xiong Ba have? What kind of strength do they have? Their own leader was killed with a single sword strike. If they don't run now, are they going to stay and be buried with him?

The Twelve Fiends of Tianchi were all highly skilled individuals subdued by Xiong Ba. These people committed numerous evil deeds and offended many people in the martial arts world. It was only because they received Xiong Ba's protection that they were able to remain safe and sound.

"Since you're already here, you might as well stay."

Seeing the Twelve Fiends of Tianchi and their group scattering and fleeing, Lu Yao smiled faintly and decided to keep them here.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

Countless sword energies instantly appeared, transforming into streams of light that shot towards the Twelve Fiends of Tianchi.

Only a few of the Twelve Fiends of Tianchi were at the Grandmaster level; the rest were at the late stage of the Innate Realm and couldn't withstand Lu Yao's sword energy at all.

Within moments, they were all killed by the sword energy of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin.

Feeling the world's origin slightly rising, Lu Yao was very satisfied.

Now that the top leaders of the World Society have been killed, they are lambs to the slaughter and no longer a threat.

Just as Lu Yao was about to leave, he suddenly discovered that someone was spying on him.

A sword aura instantly appeared and shot towards the roof of the main hall.

"boom!"

The sword energy sliced ​​through the roof of the main hall, and a figure flew out quickly.

"Indra!"

Lu Yao looked at the masked man in black and immediately recognized his identity.

Lu Yao had originally planned to have Duan Lang observe whether Di Shitian would show up after killing Xiong Ba.

Unexpectedly, this guy had been near Xiong Ba all along.

"Kid, your martial arts are not bad, but you're a bit too bloodthirsty."

Wearing an iron mask, Indra stood at a distance, sizing up Lu Yao.

Di Shitian had actually been lurking near Xiong Ba all along, witnessing the entire process of Lu Yao's attack.

"Your martial arts skills are also quite high."

Since Di Shitian did not want to reveal his identity, Lu Yao did not call out his name.

"Hehehe, how about joining my Heavenly Gate? I'll make you the deputy sect leader."

Di Shitian chuckled strangely, staring at Lu Yao with great interest.

There are quite a few experts in the Saint Realm. Emperor Shitian also showed his appreciation for talent. Although he had several disciples, none of them had reached the Saint Realm, so he wanted to recruit Lu Yao into his ranks.

At the same time, Di Shitian also had a penchant for collecting martial arts techniques from all over the world. Since Lu Yao was able to cultivate to the Saintly Realm, the technique he cultivated must be extraordinary, which aroused Di Shitian's interest.

"Hehehe, Heavenly Gate? Is it very strong?"

Lu Yao smiled, clearly rejecting Di Shitian's offer.

The Sacred Heart Technique cultivated by Emperor Shitian has the ability to modify other people's memories, which is extremely powerful. Lu Yao dares not go under Emperor Shitian's command.

The Sacred Heart Technique of Emperor Shitian was created by him after spending over a thousand years learning all the martial arts in the world. It has many moves and is extremely exquisite.

Lu Yao estimated that the Xuanwu True Skill was inferior to his Sacred Heart Technique.

"What an arrogant brat. I hope your strength is as tough as your mouth."

Indra was wearing a mask, so his facial expression could not be seen, but it was not hard to tell from his tone that he was somewhat unhappy with Lu Yao's attitude.

"How strong they are, we'll know after a fight, won't we?"

Lu Yao also wanted to test the strength of this old monster, Di Shitian.

It's important to understand that even among those who have reached the Saint Realm, there are differences in strength.