Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?! Chapter 1035 - 544: Eighth Life: Xuandan City Lord, 1,000-Chain Dragon-Trapping Array! (Part 2)

From Lu Yuan's standing and the collected intelligence, it's straightforward to conclude that Wei Hu could be facing severe peril, or he may have already met his end!

Exactly for this reason.

Upon discovering Lu Yuan's presence in Xuandan City, Yang Yuan swiftly exited his seclusion and displayed remarkable eagerness toward him!

"Wei Hu possessed Late-Stage Void Realm Cultivation and hailed from a Supreme Family. His strength vastly outstripped my own."

"This youth's feat of slaying Wei Hu at such a tender age surely points to an exceptional heritage. Forming an alliance with him is crucial, and provoking him must be avoided at all costs!"

With this in mind.

Yang Yuan's heart weighed down, while the grin on his features intensified with fervor.

"City Lord, what is..."

Witnessing Yang Yuan's broad smile, Fu Ming abruptly sensed a deep chill, like plunging into a frozen cavern, gripped by an ominous dread.

One must recognize that Yang Yuan, in his role as Xuandan City's City Lord, commanded immense prestige and authority.

Besides, as a Late-stage Void Saint Master, his might was extraordinarily formidable.

Within the Medicine God Sect itself, he occupied a key role, compelling even the Sect Master to afford him deference.

Though Fu Ming served as an Elder in the Medicine God Sect, he invariably extended complete courtesy upon encountering Yang Yuan, never once presuming to be lax or improper.

But now, the typically composed and distant Yang Yuan was exhibiting greater zeal toward Lu Yuan than toward the Medicine God Sect Master.

Furthermore, he appeared to be overly deferential to Lu Yuan, as though mortally afraid of displeasing him.

Doesn't that suggest that.

Lu Yuan's lineage and roots might surpass even those of the Medicine God Sect Master?

Considering this.

Fu Ming's sight blurred, a icy sensation flooding his frame, like a frigid surge climbing from his spine to his crown.

For he had just contemplated championing the Giant Whale Gang and publicly subduing Lu Yuan.

And in mere moments, Lu Yuan had transformed into a figure beyond his reach?

Fu Ming strained his thoughts yet failed to grasp the cause of this dramatic reversal.

"Could he be a Direct Lineage Heir from an Immortal Dao Lineage?"

Fu Ming's complexion drained of color, and the deeper his reflections, the more terror gripped him, his thoughts drowned in endless remorse.

"Did you just declare you wanted my life?"

After a brief exchange with Yang Yuan, Lu Yuan shifted his attention to Fu Ming, inquiring with a mocking half-smile.

"I..."

Faced squarely by Lu Yuan, Fu Ming broke out in icy perspiration, stuttering and utterly speechless.

"Is such a thing feasible?"

Perceiving Lu Yuan's reluctance to drop the issue, Yang Yuan sighed internally, sensing the situation deteriorating.

Nonetheless, averse to antagonizing Lu Yuan, he could merely shoot Fu Ming a fierce look, demanding harshly.

"Fu Ming, Fellow Daoist Lu Yuan is my honored guest. By moving against him, you've defied the Sect's command!"

"From this instant, you're stripped of your Elder and Commander roles, condemned to a century of isolation at Siguoya. You shall not venture a single step beyond until the term ends!"

Yang Yuan declared in a grave tone, then pivoted back to Lu Yuan.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Yuan, does this resolution please you?"

"It's far too mild. The Giant Whale Gang has wrought havoc, ruthlessly bullying my Cyan Cloud Sect disciples. Had Lu Mou not intervened promptly, the disciples would likely have met a tragic end under their clutches."

"Fu Ming has supported evildoers and uttered insolence toward me. How could mere seclusion serve as adequate retribution?"

Lu Yuan stated evenly, refusing to yield lightly.

He had long adhered to the principle of rooting out threats to avert future woes, showing no leniency.

Given Fu Ming's intent to injure him, a steep toll was unavoidable!

Though Yang Yuan's penalty for Fu Ming looked harsh, it amounted to little more than a gentle reprimand without true consequences.

"What do you propose for handling this, Fellow Daoist?"

Yang Yuan felt somewhat awkward facing Lu Yuan's firm position, his amiable expression dimming a touch.

The four Void Dao Saint Masters at his rear also creased their brows, irked by Lu Yuan's boldness.

Despite Lu Yuan's prodigious talent and prowess that might one day lead to Enlightenment Dao and Venerable status.

Regardless.

This remained the domain of their Medicine God Sect.

The adage holds—grant mercy where feasible.

Lu Yuan had slain openly in the streets, yet now demanded a public chastisement of Fu Ming, risking the Medicine God Sect's dignity.

In a flash.

The air grew tensely intricate.

"It's straightforward; out of regard for your Medicine God Sect, I'll let him keep his life."

"Yet though execution may be spared, discipline is inevitable. He must cripple his cultivation and vow never to cross paths with Lu Mou henceforth."

Lu Yuan uttered in a composed manner.

The moment these words escaped him.

Yang Yuan's smile evaporated, his visage turning profoundly grim.

The remaining four Void Dao Saint Masters likewise soured, their countenances as somber as storm clouds.

After all, as Void Dao Saint Masters, they enjoyed exalted standing.

In any faction, they formed vital pillars of martial power.

Abandoning Fu Ming would equate to self-mutilation, and the sect's prestige would take a severe hit.

Moreover, they believed they'd already accorded Lu Yuan sufficient regard, but Lu Yuan seemed bent on destroying Fu Ming. Did he view the Medicine God Sect as a pushover?

"Don't force our hand!"

Fu Ming balled his fists, glaring venomously at Lu Yuan, teeth grinding.

"Forcing your hand?"

At Fu Ming's outburst, a frosty smirk crossed Lu Yuan's lips.

"When you were aggressively cornering me, did you spare a thought for my escape?"

With that said,

Lu Yuan glanced toward Yang Yuan and his companions.

"And you five, feigning friendliness while suppressing your auras, positioning yourselves strategically, subtly encircling, poised to launch a devastating assault anytime."

These remarks caused Yang Yuan and the rest to blanch slightly. They hadn't anticipated that this youthful-looking Lu Yuan possessed such insight to pierce their ploy.

But since Lu Yuan had spotted it immediately, they dropped the pretense.

"Fellow Daoist, depart now, and I'll pretend this never transpired.

Should you persist in clashing with our Medicine God Sect, even if it upends the realm, we'll unite to eliminate you!"

Yang Yuan warned with a darkened scowl.

Though wary of Lu Yuan's formidable battle prowess and hesitant to ignite needless strife,

Fu Ming, being a Void Dao Saint Master, was a cornerstone of the Medicine God Sect and couldn't suffer harm.

Should the Sect Master hold them accountable, not even he could withstand the fallout!

"With just you lot?"

Lu Yuan scoffed dismissively.

"If that's your stance, then come at me all together. I, Lu, am eager to test the might of the Profound Spirit Realm's premier sect!"

These defiant words drained the color from all six Void Dao Saint Masters on site.

They had never foreseen

Lu Yuan's such iron resolve, boldly defying them single-handedly!

"Talk is pointless now!"

"Unite with me to trigger the Thousand Strands Constraining Dragon Array and slay him instantly!"

Yang Yuan, brimming with lethal resolve and fury, shed his prior affability.

"Kill!"

Fu Ming's murderous urge boiled over; he couldn't hold back any longer, leading by weaving seals and channeling his full mana into the earth below.

At the same time,

Yang Yuan and the other four Void Dao Saint Masters acted resolutely, cooperating to ignite the formation.

"Buzz!"

As vast mana surged in,

the whole of Xuandan City trembled fiercely, akin to an Earth Dragon writhing, toppling numerous low-level cultivators off their feet.

Right then,

amid the cultivators' stunned gazes,

intricate law lines abruptly surfaced across Xuandan City's ground.

These complex, arcane designs extended to every nook of the city, eventually intertwining to forge a grand primordial formation.

"Boom!"

Runes intertwined, rousing the array.

Myriad Dao patterns swirled in the heavens, merging into thousands of Order Divine Chains suspended aloft.

These Order Divine Chains, spanning thousands of feet like coiling dragons, radiated intense sealing might.

It was common knowledge

that all entities possess essence, particularly Divine Pills and Treasure Medicines brimming with vitality. A momentary lapse could see them fleeing to the ends of the earth.

The Medicine God Sect excelled in pill refinement.

Countless masters achieved success in forging, only to watch Divine Pills bolt at the lid's reveal, driving them to rage and blood-spitting frustration.

This formation originated from the Medicine God Sect's founder. It sealed the skies and earth, caged the void, tailored to subdue heaven-and-earth rarities.

Upon activation,

even peerless elixirs like the True Dragon Divine Medicine must yield!

In addition,

this array served to ensnare foes, nullifying their cultivation.

With six Void Dao Saint Masters powering it in unison, none at their tier could withstand!