“Haha...”
“We’ve been waiting for you!”
Just as Lu Ming was shocked to find that he couldn't open the Equality Secret Realm, a mocking voice rang out.
Lu Ming’s heart sank. Oh no, he had heard this voice before.
The three Unity-stage old monsters of the Eastern Province!
He hadn't expected them to show up as well.
Right then, the void rippled slightly, and the three Unity-stage Ancestors from the Haoran Sect and the Dingyuan Sect slowly stepped out.
A cold smirk played on the lips of the Haoran Sect Ancestor as his playful gaze fell upon Lu Ming.
“Are you unable to open the Equality Secret Realm?”
As it turned out, the three of them had long since joined forces in secret, using a forbidden technique to lock down the entrance of the secret realm.
This formation was set up using their natal essence blood as a medium, which not only blocked the opening of the secret realm...
...but now, anything related to space in this area was completely unusable.
For instance, teleportation arrays, teleportation talismans, storage bags, and any other spatial treasures...
Looking at the three of them, fine beads of cold sweat instantly broke out on Lu Ming’s forehead, and his back was drenched.
He instantly realized that his inability to open the secret realm was definitely due to the meddling of these three old geezers.
At this moment, the people who were in the middle of fighting also stopped and looked over at Lu Ming and the others.
Below, Big Yellow saw this and immediately flew up, standing right behind Lu Ming.
Following Big Yellow’s lead, Fu Chen and the rest of the disciples also flew up into the air.
Those with lower cultivations trembled all over, completely suppressed by the sheer pressure of the big shots in mid-air.
Yet, not a single one of them backed down.
They had already decided to advance and retreat together with Lu Ming.
Meanwhile, Lu Ming had a grim expression. Hadn't he already given them instructions earlier?
If anything went wrong, they were supposed to run as far away as possible.
Why were they being so disobedient now?
He was the protagonist, so he wouldn't die; some random accident would probably save him.
But these guys weren't protagonists!
They might actually die!
They really would die!
“Hmph... Hand over the authority token of the Equality Secret Realm and the breakthrough grass!” the Haoran Sect Ancestor stared at Lu Ming and coldly snorted.
Lu Ming knew that those words were utter nonsense!
Was he really that stupid?
Whether he handed them over or not, these people wouldn't let him off.
Oh dear... Surely they wouldn't subject him to torture to extract a confession?
My saving grace, my unexpected savior, can't you hurry up and show up?
I’m afraid I won't be able to withstand the ten great tortures!
If that happens, my tall and mighty image as the protagonist will be completely ruined...
What should I do?
“Don't even think about escaping. You won't be able to escape this time even if you grew wings...” the Haoran Sect Ancestor stared at Lu Ming and said coldly.
Boom!
No sooner had he spoken than he raised his hand, unleashing a blast of spiritual energy.
Pfft!
Lu Ming spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward.
At this moment, he felt as though his internal organs were about to shatter.
Lu Ming couldn't help but complain in his heart: It hurts so damn much! If I hadn't trained my physical body to the second rank, that hit would have definitely sent me straight to be Yama's secretary!
“Boss!”
“Great Sect Master...”
“Benefactor...”
Seeing Lu Ming injured, everyone couldn't help but cry out in alarm.
Big Yellow even tried to rush over despite the immense pressure.
However, his body was pinned down by the oppressive aura of the Haoran Sect Ancestor and the others, leaving him unable to move a single inch.
He could only watch in anxious futility.
Wang Defa's expression also changed when he saw Lu Ming get hurt.
Holy crap, the big shot's sect disciples are being bullied. The big shot won't get angry, will he? If he gets angry, will he obliterate the entire Eastern Province?
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes as he watched this, unable to help but cold snort in his heart.
This time, that damned mortal is surely dead, right? Even if he doesn't die by my hand, dying right in front of me works just as well.
He no longer cared whose hands the mortal died by!
As long as he was dead, that was enough.
Lu Ming grimaced in pain, grumbling in his heart once more:
My savior, my unexpected rescue, where on earth are you? Why aren't you here yet! If you don't show up soon, this protagonist won't be able to hold back his screams. After all, it really hurts so much!
Boom!
Just as the thought crossed Lu Ming’s mind...
...an incredibly powerful aura descended with a crash.
“Aya ya... Which worthless brat dares to beat my nephew?”
The Grand Elder was currently extremely furious.
He hadn't expected that he would get delayed just because he stopped to listen to a song at a brothel on his way here.
At the same time, he resolved in his heart to listen to one less song next time.
The three Ancestors of the Haoran Sect, hearing this voice and sensing this aura, suddenly turned to look at each other.
They didn't recognize him. The problem was, when did a Unity-stage expert appear in the Eastern Province?
Because they could sense that this old man, dressed like an old farmer, was also at the Unity stage.
However, it didn't matter. Everything was under control.
He was just a single Unity-stage cultivator, while they had three...
Wang Defa and the others, hearing these words and sensing the newcomer's aura, felt a surge of joy.
A Unity-stage big shot! This seemed to be one of their own!
Didn't this mean Lu Ming was saved?
At this moment, Ye Fan almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Why is this damned mortal so hard to kill? Don't tell me he's going to escape again this time?
With flickering eyes, Ye Fan quietly took a few steps back.
Hearing someone mention their nephew being beaten, Lu Ming felt a surge of joy.
He was the only one who had just been beaten.
This “nephew” was probably him, right?
In this world, other than the Grandfather he had lost, there shouldn't be anyone else who would call him nephew, right?
He immediately whipped his head around to look, only to see an old man dressed as an old farmer descending from the sky.
After confirming his features, he realized this wasn't his Grandfather.
They looked completely different. Since this wasn't his Grandfather...
...whose Grandfather was this?
Had anyone else been beaten along with him just now?
Just then, the Haoran Sect Ancestor spoke:
“Fellow Daoist, please do not interfere in this matter!”
“I’ll interfere with your mother's backside!” the Grand Elder pointed at the Haoran Sect Ancestor and cursed.
Everyone's lips twitched. This big shot's moral education must have been taught by a brothel madam.
Meanwhile, the Haoran Sect Ancestor's face darkened.
He was also someone who valued his reputation!
To be humiliated like this in public was absolutely intolerable!
“Fellow Daoist, since you refuse to take the easy way out, don't blame me for being impolite!”
Whoosh!
The Grand Elder blurred, instantly slapping the Haoran Sect Ancestor right on the head.
“Come on, show me how impolite you can be!”
“Attack...”
As the Haoran Sect Ancestor's voice fell, the three Unity-stage Ancestors immediately attacked the Grand Elder.
Bang! Crack! Boom!
The Grand Elder threw punches and kicks, delivering a rapid-fire thrashing.
The three Ancestors of the Haoran Sect retreated, bruised and swollen.
It seemed they couldn't win! Where did this old monster come from? How could he be so terrifyingly strong!
“Again!” the Haoran Sect Ancestor roared.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The very instant the Haoran Sect Ancestor roared “again”...
...his body retreated at extreme speed, and he turned to flee.
But as he fled, he saw that the Dingyuan Sect Ancestor and the Zixuan Sect Ancestor were already running ahead of him.
Terrified, the Haoran Sect Ancestor burst with even greater speed...
A moment later, the three figures completely vanished from sight.
A gentle breeze blew past, leaving behind absolute silence.
The Haoran Sect Master turned his head to look at the Sect Masters of the Dingyuan Sect and the Zixuan Sect.
Did the Ancestors just run away?
Did they abandon us?
The Sect Masters of the Dingyuan Sect and the Zixuan Sect both looked as if they were on the verge of tears.
It seems so...
They wanted to run too, but they felt their spirit boats weren't fast enough.
The problem was, neither the teleportation arrays nor the teleportation talismans could be used.
“Nephew, are you alright?” the Grand Elder asked with a face full of concern.
Cough, cough...
Lu Ming, who had just stuffed a recovery pill into his mouth, almost choked to death upon hearing this.
He looked at the Grand Elder in front of him with utter disbelief.
“Senior, are you calling me?”
He really used to have a Grandfather, but he had lost him.
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