The Heavens: From Film and Mythology to Conquering Myriad Realms

The failure of the Myriad Paths of the World caused Xiao Aoshi to panic, and he hurriedly used other absorption techniques to resist.

"Crimson Fire Protects the Body!"

Xiao Aoshi roared, and endless scorching flames condensed around him, transforming into a fire dragon that protected him within.

"All ten directions will be annihilated!"

Lu Yao's expression was icy cold. The ten phantoms merged into one, carrying a terrifying aura of destruction as they charged towards Xiao Aoshi.

"Boom!"

Laughing at the world was like a flaming stone, blasted away and leaving a terrifying deep mark on the ground.

"hateful!"

Xiao Aoshi's crimson flames dissipated, his face pale, clearly indicating he was injured.

"Only Consciousness Sword Intent!"

With a soft shout, Xiao Aoshi unleashed a terrifying sword intent that transformed into a sword of light before him. The overwhelming sword intent made even Lu Yao take it seriously.

"Die!"

In his furious rage, the sword of light transformed into a streak of light and shot towards Lu Yao.

This sword intent is his strongest trump card, his most powerful strike, which will annihilate all those who oppose him.

"Shocking disaster!"

Lu Yao's eyes flashed with terrifying killing intent, and he condensed a spiritual sword, piercing towards Xiao Aoshi.

"what!"

Xiao Aoshi's mind jolted, and the intense pain rendered him speechless instantly.

The out-of-control lightsaber was easily dodged by Lu Yao and arrived in front of Xiao Aoshi in an instant.

"Radiant Thunder Sword Qi!"

A bolt of lightning sword energy appeared instantly and pierced directly into Xiao Aoshi's head.

"You! You! I'm not reconciled!"

Xiao Aoshi looked at Lu Yao with difficulty, his expression full of resentment, and then his eyes lost their luster.

The sword energy pierced his skull, instantly destroying Xiao Aoshi's brain, leaving him utterly dead.

Lu Yao shook his head as he looked at Xiao Aoshi's corpse.

Xiao Aoshi's combat experience was clearly insufficient. When he saw that Wan Dao Sen Luo was ineffective, he began to panic, which caused him to expose a flaw, allowing Lu Yao to counterattack and defeat him.

"My lord, spare me! He forced me to come!"

Upon seeing Xiao Aoshi killed, Jue Wushen was terrified and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.

"call out!"

A flash of sword energy, and Jue Wushen's head flew off, his eyes still filled with confusion.

Lu Yao had no pity whatsoever for these Japanese dogs.

……

After Wushen's death, Wushen Juegong was immediately plunged into a desperate situation. It lost its previous momentum and was forced to retreat repeatedly by the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect.

The Hidden Sword School experts brought by Laughing World, seeing their leader dead, dared not show themselves and had already fled back to Japan.

Within a month, the Wushen Jue Palace withdrew from Shenzhou and fled to Japan by ship.

Compared to before the invasion, when thousands of disciples descended, only a few dozen remain.

After driving away the Wushen Jue Palace, the Xiaoyao Sect did not pursue them. After all, the Divine Continent had not yet fully digested the situation, and there were priorities. Lu Yao from Dongying would definitely go there.

As soon as Lu Yao returned to the headquarters of the Xiaoyao Sect in the Fengyun World, someone was already waiting for him.

Today, the Central Xiaoyao Sect is located in Shenzhou, and four Xiaoyao Pavilions are set up to guard the four major regions.

Lu Yao stood on a pavilion within the Xiaoyao Sect, his expression shifting slightly.

"Bring him here."

Lu Yao thought for a moment, then had his servants bring the person in.

A moment later, a middle-aged man dressed in a yellow brocade robe and wearing a cloak walked in.

"You're here to avenge your brother?"

Lu Yao chuckled and looked at the person in front of him, asking a question.

The visitor was none other than Wenlong, the elder brother of the former emperor of the Central Continent Dynasty.

"Yes and no."

Wenlong remained calm, his eyes showing little emotion, clearly not concerned about his younger brother's death.

"Oh?"

Lu Yao smiled and looked at Wenlong with great interest.

"My foolish brother may have reaped what he sowed, but he is still my brother, and I can't do nothing."

"Fight me, and if you win, we'll call it even."

Wenlong stared at Lu Yao with burning eyes, his whole body filled with fighting spirit.

Lu Yao was slightly taken aback. He knew Wen Long was a martial arts fanatic, but he didn't expect him to be so warlike.

This claim of standing up for his younger brother is probably just an excuse; his real purpose is simply to fight Lu Yao.

"That's not enough. If you lose, you have to do something for me."

Lu Yao thought for a moment and then spoke calmly.

"Row!"

Wenlong agreed without hesitation.

……

On the training ground, the two stood facing each other, silently watching one another.

Lu Yao sensed several breaths of aura on Wen Long, which was the aura of the Xuanwu True Skill.

Wu Wudi and Wen Long were very close friends. Wu Wudi passed on the Xuanwu True Skill to Wen Long, but unfortunately, he did not teach it completely.

"Let's do it."

Lu Yao looked at Wen Long and spoke calmly.

Wenlong's martial arts realm is at the Saintly level, and he should be practicing Saintly-level techniques. Xuanwu True Technique is clearly not his main technique.

"Tianwu Shen Fist!"

Wenlong took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed, and a domineering fist intent surged forth.

Wenlong left a blur behind him as he rapidly approached Lu Yao.

"Invincible in all directions!"

Lu Yao gave a soft shout in his heart, and his figure moved instantly, transforming into ten phantoms to attack Wen Long.

Wenlong was slightly taken aback when he saw this, but he quickly came to his senses and continued to attack Lu Yao.

Wenlong unleashed a burst of power from his fists, throwing hundreds of punches in a terrifying speed within just a few seconds.

"boom!"

Countless fist shadows roared, and the ten phantom images were easily blasted apart.

"interesting!"

Lu Yao's eyes flickered slightly. Wen Long's mastery of the Xuanwu True Skill was quite high, and he actually found the weakness of Lu Yao's Ten Directions Invincible Technique in an instant.

Lu Yao turned around and rose into the air. The ten phantoms condensed again, but instantly coalesced into one place.

"All ten directions will be annihilated!"

Lu Yao wanted to see how much Xuanwu True Skill Wenlong had learned.

Faced with Lu Yao's terrifying attack, Wen Long's expression changed slightly. He turned his fists around and concentrated all his fist power into his right arm.

"Ba Fist!"

Wenlong shouted and threw a straight punch at Lu Yao.

"boom!"

Wenlong's figure flew backward instantly and was slammed hard to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Are you Brother Wu's disciple?"

Wenlong frowned and couldn't help but ask.

He met Wu Wudi during his seclusion and they became friends. While discussing martial arts, Wu Wudi taught him part of the Xuanwu True Skill, which enabled him to instantly find the weakness of Shifang Wudi.

He hadn't expected that Lu Yao had learned the complete version of the Xuanwu True Skill, which is why he asked the question.

"This was something I obtained unexpectedly, so Wu Wudi can't be considered my master."

Lu Yao shook his head. He learned martial arts on his own. If a master was required for just one manual, then Lu Yao would have many masters.

"Come again!"

Wenlong glanced at Lu Yao, then stopped asking questions and leaped forward again.

"Emperor's Crazy Thunder!"

With a thought, Lu Yao condensed countless mysterious ice crystals, which then shattered instantly, transforming into countless black lightning bolts.

Under Lu Yao's control, Wen Long was unable to avoid the Heavenly Thunder and was unable to quickly approach Lu Yao.