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Chapter 313 The First Holy Land Surrenders! Lu Sheng: Sect Leader, go sweep the floor, everyone else

East China Sea, waters near Dengxian Island.

Before the sea, which had been stained with the blood of the dark green sea beast, had completely settled, a thick layer of purple mist suddenly surged up from the horizon.

Those were the unique auspicious clouds of Kunlun, but at this moment, these purple clouds appeared thin and broken, like torn long silk ribbons fluttering in the gale.

Hundreds of cloud boats bearing Kunlun sword talismans slowly broke through the clouds and silently hovered outside the Ascension Island formation. Most of these cloud boats had charred cracks, and some decks still had remnants of rotten abyssal flesh that had not yet been cleaned up.

"Everyone on high alert! Do these old Taoist priests want to cause trouble again?"

Li Xiaoyao threw away the octopus leg he had just half-eaten, stood up abruptly, and a fierce sword intent erupted from his previously cloudy eyes.

Elder Xingtian went even further, slamming the chipped giant sword heavily onto the key point of the formation, causing waves to surge wildly for miles around.

"Those old ghosts from Lei Ling Tang and Zi Xiao Sword Sect are still shoveling manure in the back mountain. Is Kunlun planning to send the rest in as well?"

Inside the Immortal Ascension Island, thousands of disciples who had just finished a "whole fish feast" and were burning up from their fullness unleashed their magical weapons, their eyes revealing a ruthless and fearless spirit.

Following the young island master means you'll get to eat meat.

This is the only truth on Immortal Island now.

Just as tensions were running high, a figure in moon-white slowly descended from the largest cloud boat at the head of the group.

Dao Yi.

He wasn't wearing the powerful cloak that symbolized authority; instead, he wore a simple linen robe, his face as white as paper, and his once otherworldly aura was now tinged with an unyielding sense of vicissitude.

He landed ten meters in front of the great array barrier, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply to the silent island below.

"Kunlun Daoyi, with the remnants of his sect, requests an audience with Master Lu."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried to every corner under the influence of spiritual energy. He was extremely humble, almost to the point of being invisible.

Li Xiaoyao and Xing Tian exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.

ask to see?

It wasn't a fight, it wasn't a standoff, and they even skipped the "fellow Daoist" title, calling him "Master Lu" directly.

In Zhenhai's lineage, this is equivalent to respectfully referring to Lu Sheng as the source of a particular lineage.

"The young island master is in seclusion and has no time to receive guests." Li Xiaoyao snorted coldly. Although he was feeling uneasy, he never held back with his words. "What nonsense is there? You can say it through the door."

On the cloud boat, hundreds of elite Kunlun disciples looked indignant upon hearing this, their fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

They are the descendants of the First Holy Land, how could they have ever suffered such humiliation?

"How dare you! My senior brother..." A Kunlun disciple was about to speak when Dao Yi raised his hand to stop him.

Dao Yi showed no dissatisfaction; he simply stood quietly in the void, letting the sea breeze tousle his black hair.

"I understand."

He took a deep breath, and then, in full view of everyone, knelt on one knee facing the void.

"The Kunlun leadership has been completely destroyed, the main lineage has collapsed, and now the True Sea is in chaos. Kunlun is no longer able to protect its thousands of disciples."

Dao Yi's voice trembled slightly as he slowly took out a huge seal from his bosom, its entire body a deep purple-gold, with nine dragons playing with a pearl carved on its top.

That was the token of the Spirit Emperor, and also the foundation for suppressing the fortune of Kunlun for ten thousand years—the [Kunlun Great Seal].

"Dao Yi wishes to lead three thousand sword cultivators and eight hundred sorcerers from Kunlun to ascend to the Immortal Island."

"From this day forward, there will be no more Kunlun Holy Land in the world, only Dengxian Island... Kunlun Hall."

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

The only sound in this still space was the roar of the waves crashing against the rocks, which seemed particularly jarring.

Li Xiaoyao's wine gourd fell directly into the sea.

Xing Tian's resolute old face twitched violently, and he almost dropped the giant sword from his hand.

Is this a fake surrender?

It's definitely a feigned surrender!

That's Kunlun! The first lineage that has suppressed the True Sea for thousands of years, with a foundation so profound that it can instantly elevate any second-rate power.

Now, Dao Yi is actually going to give away this family fortune of ten thousand years to Lu Sheng for nothing?

"Dao Yi, do you know what you're saying?" Li Xiaoyao's voice was somewhat weak. "The Kunlun's ten-thousand-year-old reputation, are you going to sever its lineage in your hands?"

Dao Yi smiled bitterly and pointed to the sky behind him, where the lingering stench of blood still hung in the air.

"What's the point of having a good reputation when you're about to lose your life?"

"In this true sea, besides Lu Sheng, who else can withstand the upcoming abyssal tide?"

Just then.

"boom--!!!"

Suddenly, a towering column of grayish-white gas exploded from the forbidden dragon's lair at the deepest part of Dengxian Island.

The once calm sea suddenly seemed to be pressed down by an invisible hand, and the water surface within a radius of a hundred miles sank by three meters.

An indescribable spiritual pressure, carrying absolute desolation and majesty, swept out from the center of the island like an ancient mountain.

Click!Click!

The great array barrier actually developed a crack under the impact of this spiritual pressure.

Those Kunlun cloud boats suspended in the air were swept by this aura and instantly became like birds with broken wings, teetering on the verge of falling.

Lu Sheng.

He took a step forward.

It may seem slow, but it actually shrinks the distance to an inch.

One second he was in the forbidden area, the next he was standing less than three meters in front of Dao Yi.

He wore a loose black robe, was barefoot, and on his exposed chest, faint dark gold divine patterns could be seen slowly flowing.

Those double-pointed eyes looked down indifferently at Dao Yi kneeling on the ground.

Lu Sheng didn't look at the golden seal that symbolized power; he only looked into Dao Yi's eyes.

"You want me to be the one who takes the fall?"

Lu Sheng spoke, his voice slightly hoarse from just emerging from seclusion, yet it exuded an air of domineering authority that left no room for refusal.

Dao Yi raised his head. Although his bones creaked under Lu Sheng's terrifying spiritual pressure, his eyes remained firm, and he neither dodged nor flinched.

"Kunlun has accumulated over ten thousand years the resources of a spirit medicine storehouse, a divine weapon pavilion, and three unexploited top-grade spirit stone veins."

Dao Yi spoke very quickly. He knew Lu Sheng's personality. "As long as we merge into Dengxian Island, all of these will belong to Lu Zi."

"And..." Dao Yi gritted his teeth and whispered, "Only you can control the eye on the back of my head. I want to live... to see those old monsters die."

Lu Sheng stroked his chin, a thoughtful gray light flashing in his eyes.

This deal doesn't seem like a bad one.

Although he has taken in a bunch of burdens, Kunlun's wealth is indeed substantial, especially his three top-grade spirit stone mines, which are exactly the fuel he needs most for advancing his Ancient Divine Body.

Lu Sheng suddenly laughed.

He stretched out a hand, but instead of helping Dao Yi up, he swaggered over and snatched the Kunlun Seal from Dao Yi's hand.

It feels cool to the touch and carries an extremely strong sense of faith in all living beings.

"Nice print, perfect for pressing pickled vegetables."

Lu Sheng casually stuffed the seal into his robes and glanced sideways at the Kunlun disciples who looked grief-stricken.

"Merging in is fine, but I don't support idlers here."

Lu Sheng turned to look at Li Xiaoyao, his tone as casual as if he were arranging breakfast.

"Old man, take half of those Zixiao Sword Sect janitors and teach these Kunlun top students how to carry manure."

"Hey you, Dao Yi," Lu Sheng pointed at Dao Yi, "from now on, you'll be in charge of sweeping the gates of Ascension Island."

"I'll do this once a day. If I see even a speck of dust, I'll gouge out the eye on your back and feed it to the fish."

"Whoosh—!!"

Chaos erupted on the Kunlun Cloud Boat.

"Lu Sheng! You've gone too far!!"

"Make my senior brother sweep the floor? You might as well just kill us!"

Several hot-blooded Kunlun disciples could no longer restrain themselves and drew their swords, ready to charge.

Lu Sheng raised an eyebrow slightly.

"hold head high--!!"

He didn't move, but the void behind him suddenly cracked open.

The thousand-meter-tall [Desolate Heaven Emperor] Dharma image instantly manifested, and its six sky-covering gray-white arms trembled in unison.

An abyss-like, desolate killing intent instantly shocked the disciples who had drawn their swords, causing them to bleed from all seven orifices and kneel on the ground, unable to get up.

"Does anyone have any objections?"

Lu Sheng picked at his ear, a chilling glint of ferocity flashing in his double-pointed pupils.

The entire room fell silent.

Those Kunlun disciples who were just shouting were now like fish frozen in ice, not daring to even blink.

Positional suppression.

This is an absolute dimensional reduction attack originating from the legacy of the Primordial Desolate Dragon and the Ancient Emperor.

In front of Lu Sheng now, even a peak Spirit Sect cultivator is nothing more than a slightly larger ant.

Dao Yi knelt in the pit, gave a bitter laugh, and shouted sternly at the group of disciples behind him, "Shut up, all of you! If you want to live, do as the young island master says!"

He turned his head and bowed respectfully to Lu Sheng.

"Dao Yi accepts the order."

Lu Sheng snorted coldly, turned to leave, but suddenly stopped and looked back at Dao Yi.

"By the way, Consort Luo is short of someone to carry her bags. I think you're decent-looking enough, so you can work for her from now on. Stay away from me, that old Taoist smell you give off is too strong, it's keeping me from sleeping."

After saying that, Lu Sheng's figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

Dao Yi was left standing there, bewildered in the wind.

Sweeping? Carrying bags?

He, who was once recognized as the number one young person in Zhenhai, was actually arranged so clearly?

……

As Lu Sheng took the Kunlun Seal into his arms, an astonishing change suddenly occurred in the sky above the entire Dengxian Island.

Originally just a hundred-zhang-long golden dragon of fortune, after absorbing the faith and heritage of Kunlun over ten thousand years, it suddenly let out a roar that pierced the sky.

"roar--!!!"

A magnificent golden light shone forth.

The golden dragon of fortune rolled and stretched wildly in the void, its scales gradually changing from pure gold to dark purple, and its size expanded to a thousand feet in a short moment!

The golden dragon hovered above the Immortal Ascension Island, forcibly purifying the sea area that had been stained black by the abyss.

at the same time.

At Lu Sheng's heart, the True Sea Heart was pounding wildly.

[Ding! A top-tier lineage has been detected merging into your territory. Your influence has increased to 10000000!]

[The cycle of fortune returning to its source begins!]

[Level Breakthrough: Level 35 Spirit Master... Level 36 Spirit Master!]

[A new supernatural power is awakening...]

As Lu Sheng felt the surging power within his body, like a mighty river, his double cross-shaped pupils grew even deeper.

He pulled out the tattered map he had taken from the Kunlun Treasury from his pocket.

At this moment, with the awakening of the Golden Dragon of Fortune, the originally blurry outline of the sea on the fragmented map actually lit up with a faint red light.

The location of that red light was the deepest, most forbidden zone of death in the True Sea.

"Buzz—"

In that instant when the red light flickered, the ancient divine body within Lu Sheng's body resonated with an intense hunger.

It's like a hunter who has been separated from his prey for many years, finally catching a whiff of it.

"The Dragon Palace of the Deep Sea..."

Lu Sheng looked at the trembling fragment of the drawing at his fingertips, a hint of manic anticipation curling at the corner of his mouth.

"We have a sweeping monk now, and we also have a manure collector."

"Now……"

"Should we go to the Dragon Palace and get a few real dragons... to make a soup?"

Just as he was about to set off, countless huge bubbles suddenly rose from the calm sea in the distance from Dengxian Island.

Each of these bubbles was as big as a house, and inside them were strange warriors dressed in ancient armor with skin covered in blue dragon scales.

Holding spears, they formed a neat square formation and emerged step by step from the deep sea.

The leading general had a pair of enormous dragon horns and an aura as calm as the sea; he was clearly a peak Spirit King of level 49!

He stared coldly in the direction of Dengxian Island, his voice piercing through the water:

"By the decree of the Dragon King, the Heart of the True Sea is a sacred object of our race, and those who steal it..."

"Execute their entire family!"

Upon hearing this voice, Lu Sheng was not angry at all. Instead, he stuffed the incomplete map into his pocket and rubbed his hands together excitedly.

"Old Li, don't rush to make those Kunlun disciples sweep the floor."

Lu Sheng twisted his neck, and his bones cracked like popping beans.

"The main course is served."

"Wash the pot clean..."

"Tonight, we're having...dragon meat sashimi!"