Peerless Taoist

It was as if the Yin Qi had been silent for many years. Finally, it found an exit and poured into Lu Yu's body.    

Boom! Boom! Bang!    

Within Lu Yu's body, it was as if there was a clap of thunder, and his surroundings were filled with trembling echoes.    

"My goodness! Did my eyes go blind today? It has only been a day, and I have already broken through to the Dragon Qi Realm!" Fatty Zhang's mouth was wide open, and his eyes were filled with shock.    

Even if he was at the Dragon Realm, he wouldn't have broken through like this, right?    

There were countless peerless geniuses in the Middle Land, and their breakthroughs could be described as rapid. However, none of them were able to cultivate like this.    

What was this? Didn't one need to cultivate to increase one's strength?!    

"This Yin Qi is still not enough!"    

Lu Yu suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were unprecedentedly bright.    

He was now at the ninth level of the Dragon Qi Realm, and was only a step away from the Astral Transformation Realm.    

This hall was the place that Lu Yu had stayed in in in his previous life, so he was very familiar with this place.    

There was originally a huge dragon throne here, and countless experts of the 18 Nether Realms had to pay their respects to Daolord.    

But now, everything was gone.    

On the high platform, the dragon throne disappeared, leaving behind only a coffin.    

Below the high platform, the experts who had pledged their loyalty to Nether Daolord had turned into bones.    

However, the mysterious Taijitu required too much Yin Qi.    

To Lu Yu, this amount of Yin Qi was not enough for him to break through to the next realm!    

Lu Yu shifted his gaze to the coffin on the high platform.    

It was Ye Xuilan.    

Lu Yu could see her, but he couldn't sense her aura.    

In other words, Ye Xuilan was dead.    

How could she die?!    

Ye Xuilan had a gentle personality and rarely provoked any enemies.    

Furthermore, she was Daolord's expert. There were only a handful of people in the universe who could threaten her life.    

...    

At this moment, the battle between the Yinluo Sect and the cultivators had reached its climax.    

"If I tell you to get lost, you won't get lost! You're courting death!" The mysterious Hall Master was furious.    

Originally, he had left some tricks behind to deal with the formation spirit of the altar.    

However, he didn't expect to meet these cultivators here. This had disrupted all of his plans.    

Zhen Tianxiong said in a clear voice, "Yinluo Sect, get your ass back to your old nest. This is not a place where you can act recklessly!"    

At this moment, those Formation Master had already received a sufficient amount of nourishment.    

The cultivators left the remaining medicine to these Formation Master.    

They started to set up the formation and kept pushing the formation forward. The people of the Yinluo Sect were forced to retreat, unable to stop them at all.    

"Shameless! Go to hell!"    

The mysterious Hall Master suddenly took out a few black stones from his bosom.    

These stones did not look special on the surface, but when Zhen Tianxiong and the others saw them, their pupils suddenly contracted. "Ghost King Thunder!"    

"Let's go!" Without any hesitation, Zhen Tianxiong and the others turned around and prepared to leave.    

The mysterious Hall Master smiled coldly. "Do you think you can still leave?"    

Swoosh!    

The few black stones were thrown out and exploded in an instant.    

Boom!    

Accompanied by a sound that resounded through the heavens and earth, a booming sound exploded in everyone's ears.    

A few cultivators who were unable to dodge in time were directly affected by the explosion and their souls instantly scattered.    

"The things inside all belong to me, the Yinluo Sect. A mere ant dares to peep at my treasures!" The mysterious Hall Master shot a disdainful glance at those people before striking out with his palm once more.    

With a bang, the figure of the formation spirit began to blur.    

"Daolord... old servant, I can't hold on any longer." The regretful voice of the formation spirit old man echoed in the hall.    

"Old thing, you have lived long enough. Die!" The mysterious Hall Master said with a cold smile. He threw a palm toward the old spirit genie.