I urge Fellow Daoist Lu to give me an explanation!

Thus, the leader of the Blood God Cult, Blood God Child, was completely destroyed.

With the death of the array's controller, the crimson array that had enveloped the Dragon Trapping Valley collapsed due to the loss of spiritual power.

The blood-red light dissipated, revealing three disheveled figures below.

Yan Nantian of the Feathered Immortal Sect, the Seven Star Sword Master of the Great Luo Sword Sect, and the Purple Sun Venerable of the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

The three had barely escaped death, and before they could even catch their breath, they witnessed Lu Yuan brutally murdering the Blood God Child like an ant.

For a moment, the entire valley fell into a deathly silence.

Yan Nantian took a deep breath to calm the surging blood in his body. Although there was shock in his eyes when he looked at Lu Yuan, there was more of a sense of relief that came naturally.

After all, he had personally witnessed Lu Yuan easily defeat Ye Chen with the Four Transformations Sword Law back in the Qingyun Sect, so it was not surprising that he killed another Blood God Child now.

But the other two were experiencing a storm of emotions.

The two of them were in seclusion most of the year, and they only came out of seclusion recently to deal with the Blood River Ancestor, so they hadn't had time to pay attention to the changes in the Eastern Wilderness Venerable Ranking.

Venerable Ziyang stared wide-eyed at Lu Yuan in mid-air, his throat dry and his throat bobbing.

"This...this is Lu Yuan from the Qingyun Sect?"

"How could they be so domineering?"

As a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Purple Mansion Holy Land, he usually held himself in high esteem and looked down on this newly emerging Nascent Soul force in the Eastern Wilderness.

But he asked himself, if the roles were reversed, even in his prime, to kill the Blood God Child who had mastered the Law of Blood, he would need to fight for at least hundreds of rounds, and might even have to use his trump cards, and he might not be able to kill him.

But what about Lu Yuan?

From its appearance to its end, it only lasted a few breaths.

Meanwhile, the Seven Star Sword Master, standing to the side, was deeply shaken.

As a member of the Great Luo Sword Sect, he devoted his life to sword cultivation and boasted that his swordsmanship was unparalleled.

Just now, the instant Lu Yuan unleashed his sword domain, his natal spirit sword emitted a fearful cry, and even his own sword heart trembled.

"That's... the legendary Sword Domain?"

"The Laws of the Four Transformations of the Sword?"

The Seven Star Sword Master roared in disbelief in his heart.

He cultivated diligently for nearly a thousand years before barely comprehending the laws of the sword to the peak of the third transformation. Yet, he remained forever separated from the legendary realm of the domain.

But Lu Yuan has actually reached the realm he has always dreamed of?

Where does that leave him with his old face?

Just as the two were each lost in their own thoughts, filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Lu Yuan dispersed his sword domain and slowly descended.

"Thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist Lu. If you hadn't arrived in time, we would probably have been doomed here today."

Yan Nantian was the first to come forward, bowing respectfully to Lu Yuan with a sincere tone.

"It was just a small favor."

Lu Yuan returned the greeting calmly.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, what is the situation like at the Fallen Demon Valley?"

Yan Nantian asked with a solemn expression, "Has the Blood River Ancestor... broken free of his seal?"

Upon hearing this question, Venerable Ziyang and Venerable Qixing, who were still in shock, instantly snapped back to reality and stared intently at Lu Yuan.

Compared to the Blood God Child, the Void Refining Old Demon who nearly overturned the entire Eastern Wilderness five thousand years ago is the true source of their fear.

Lu Yuan remained calm and composed, his tone unwavering: "The Blood River Ancestor has indeed broken free from his seal."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the three people changed drastically.

However, Lu Yuan's next words left them frozen in place.

"However, he has been completely annihilated by me, his soul and spirit destroyed, and such a demon will never exist again in this world."

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Venerable Ziyang and Venerable Qixing exchanged a glance, both seeing the absurdity and disbelief in each other's eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, this is no laughing matter."

Venerable Ziyang frowned and said in a deep voice, "That Blood River Ancestor was a great demon in the Void Refinement stage. Five thousand years ago, we gathered all the top combat forces of the ten immortal sects at that time to barely dismember and seal his physical body. It was impossible to completely erase him."

"You said you completely annihilated it?"

"Even if you are quite capable, isn't this a bit of an exaggeration?"

The Seven Star Sword Master also snorted coldly and echoed, "That's right. At his peak, the Blood River Ancestor mastered the Six Transformations Blood Law and was known as immortal. Even the Supreme Elder of my Great Luo Sword Sect couldn't kill him. What makes you think you can?"

In their view, Lu Yuan might have repelled the Blood River Ancestor, or the old demon might have just recovered and escaped before his strength was fully restored; it was absolutely impossible for Lu Yuan to kill him alone.

Lu Yuan's words were clearly an attempt to pat himself on the back and establish his authority in the Eastern Wilderness.

Faced with their questions, Lu Yuan did not get angry, nor did he offer any further explanation.

Believe it or not, go and see for yourself.

After saying that, he ignored the three people's reactions, turned around and transformed into a streak of light, flying towards the direction of the Fallen Demon Valley.

The three exchanged glances, and although they had their doubts, they quickly followed.

A moment later.

The four of them returned to the Valley of Fallen Demons.

At this moment, the blood-red mist that had shrouded the Fallen Demon Valley for so many years had completely dissipated.

As soon as Venerable Ziyang and Venerable Qixing landed, they immediately released their divine senses, frantically scanning every corner of the entire valley.

No.

Absolutely not.

Not to mention the terrifying aura of the Blood River Ancestor, not even a trace of his remaining demonic thoughts could be sensed.

In the air, only some lingering fluctuations of the Five Elements Laws and the sharp sword intent that made the Seven Star Sword Master's heart tremble remained.

"Really...dead?"

Venerable Ziyang muttered to himself, his face filled with disbelief.

The facts are undeniable, leaving them no choice but to believe them.

That nightmare that had terrified the entire righteous path of the Eastern Wilderness for five thousand years was actually destroyed single-handedly by the patriarch of the Qingyun Sect.

"Greetings, Elder."

At this moment, Bai Miaozhen and other disciples of the Feathered Immortal Sect, who had been waiting there, stepped forward to pay their respects upon seeing Yan Nantian's return.

Seeing that his disciple was safe and sound, Yan Nantian showed a relieved smile.

however.

Venerable Ziyang and Venerable Qixing looked around, their expressions growing increasingly grim.

Because they discovered that at the entrance of the valley, apart from the people from the Qingyun Sect and the Yuhua Immortal Sect, there was not a single survivor.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, where is Chu Yang, the true disciple of my Great Luo Sword Sect?"

The Seven Star Sword Master abruptly turned his head, his gaze sharp and menacing as he looked at Lu Yuan: "Fellow Daoist Lu, I demand an explanation!"

"And there's Zhao Jinhuan from my Purple Mansion Holy Land."

Venerable Ziyang stepped forward, his tone grim, "Where are they?"

Lu Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, glancing indifferently at the two of them.

"He's dead."

"What?"

The Seven Star Sword Master was furious. "How did you die?"

"Having been controlled by the Blood River Ancestor and turned into demonic puppets, I conveniently helped them free themselves."

Lu Yuan's tone remained calm, as if he were talking about a trivial matter: "If your skills are inferior and your resolve is weak, you deserve to die. You have no one to blame but yourself."

Upon hearing these words, the Seven Star Sword Master and the Purple Sun Venerable were so angry that they trembled all over.