I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Lu Zhongxing knew that Ye Heng had been trapped in that place for so many years, and his strength must be not as good as before. Even if he emerged from it, he would definitely not be his opponent.

Despite this, he would not step into it easily.

Only after you have fully understood what is going on there will you make a decision.

But over the years, he had not been able to learn the truth from Ye Heng, either openly or secretly.

“Lu Zhongxing, I know that with my current strength, I can’t be your opponent, but don’t forget, there is another person.”

Lu Zhongxing sneered disdainfully when he heard this.

"Why, are you still dreaming that the Great Yuan Daoist Master will come?"

"If he wanted to come, he would have shown up long ago. Why haven't we seen him yet?"

At the beginning, Lu Zhongxing was a little afraid of Yan Xiu.

However, after he killed several Fate Realm warriors including Old Man Xuangui in his palms, trapped Yan Shuyin, and devoured more than ten thousand warriors with his demonic energy, he no longer had any regard for Yan Xiu.

If he really came, then the best opportunity would be when he fought with Yan Shuyin and others just now.

It seems that the Great Yuan Daoist Master realized that he was no match for his opponent, so he fled across the desert before Lu Zhongxing noticed him.

Hearing what Lawrence Lu said, Ye Heng did not respond but chuckled instead.

"Da Yuan Dao Zun, since you are here, why don't you come out and have a chat, how about that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Zhongxing became extremely alert.

Having worked with Ye Heng for many years, he knew that the island owner would never do anything without certainty.

He immediately glanced around quickly.

Apart from Yan Shuyin and the other person who were trapped by the evil spirit, no one else was seen.

"Island Master, when will you learn to..."

Before he could finish his words, Lu Zhongxing noticed something strange.

Suddenly, in the thick evil aura, there was a little light the size of a grain of rice flickering.

After just a few breaths, the light instantly expanded to a size of several feet, repelling all the evil spirits around it.

The next moment, Lu Zhongxing felt a flash before his eyes and his pupils suddenly shrank.

In the gradually expanding divine light, a figure was slowly walking out.

There was a faint divine light flowing on the green shirt he wore, and his steps were light and steady, with each step being on the void, without a trace of the earthly world.

He has a tall figure, a high nose bridge, sword-like eyebrows slanting into his temples, eyes as bright as the stars in the night sky, and a faint smile on his face.

Just standing there, he seemed to be one with the world, and his whole body exuded an extraordinary temperament.

Under the backdrop of the great sun's spiritual light, Yan Xiu looked like a true immortal god, making people unable to resist the urge to worship him.

The evil spirits in the surroundings retreated like a tide under the illumination of the divine light, and finally had to retreat back three feet around Lu Zhongxing, not daring to move forward another step.

Thanks to the appearance of Yan Xiu, Shangguan Feng and the other man were also able to escape from the predicament.

At this moment, Yan Shuyin was staring at Yan Xiu intently, and for a moment he was almost infatuated.

"Is this the destined person that Master mentioned..."

She murmured softly while looking at Yan Xiu.

When Yan Shuyin thought of what her master had said to her, she felt her face getting hot, as if ants were crawling on it.

"Shuyin, Shuyin, what's wrong with you? Are you seriously injured?"

Shangguan Feng, who was standing by, saw this and hurriedly took a few steps closer, asking with concern.

After coming to her senses, she returned to her previous indifferent expression, quietly distanced herself from him, and shook her head slightly to indicate that she was fine.

"Da Yuan Dao Zun?"

Lawrence Lu asked tentatively in a serious tone.

Yan Xiu put his right hand behind his back and said with a faint smile: "Why, don't you recognize me?"

Yan Xiu had a calm expression and spoke in a tone like an immortal who lived in heaven and was detached from worldly matters.

This tone naturally made Lu Zhongxing unhappy.

He kept gathering his five fingers together, his eyes flashing with brutal murderous intent.

"Okay, okay, I thought you had run away like a lost dog, but I didn't expect you to dare to appear in front of me. This saves me the trouble of looking for you."

"Have you decided how to die?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a suffocatingly powerful pressure erupted from Lu Zhongxing and swept towards Yan Xiu.

Yan Shuyin and Shangguan Feng, who were standing by, were both shocked by this aura. Their faces turned pale, and for a moment even the internal energy in their bodies seemed to stagnate and no longer flow.

Facing the powerful pressure erupting from Lu Zhongxing, Yan Xiu seemed unusually calm.

The corners of his clothes fluttered gently in the strong wind brought about by the pressure, but it did not affect the calmness and composure on his face at all, as if the suffocating pressure was just a breeze to him.

Yan Xiu slowly stretched out his right hand with his palm facing up.

His palms were as white as jade, and his fingers were long and strong, like the most perfect masterpiece of God.

As he gently closed his palms, it seemed as if he was holding the lifeline of the world in his hands at this moment.

The originally suffocating pressure was crushed by an invisible hand in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

Then Yan Xiu extended his index finger again and pointed it at Lu Zhongxing from a distance.

A ray of Tiandun sword intent condensed on his fingertips, turning into a sharp sword energy that cut through the void and pointed directly at Lu Zhongxing.

Lu Zhongxing's expression suddenly changed.

He could clearly sense the power contained in the Tiandun Sword Intent, which was definitely not something he could withstand.

If he were to take this blow, his soul would probably be destroyed.

Lu Zhongxing's body was as fast as lightning. The moment Yan Xiu's Tiandun sword intent came at him, he had already moved sideways several feet and avoided the fatal blow.

The sword energy flashed through the void like silver lightning, making a sharp whistling sound, leaving a deep crack where he had originally stood, as if it was going to tear the space apart.

As soon as Lu Zhongxing had the idea, the evil spirit around him slowly gathered around him.

Then he suddenly let out a low roar, his voice as low and terrifying as a thousand ghosts wandering at night.

Suddenly, the demonic energy around him became like a boiling dark ocean after hearing this low roar.

The demonic energy gradually condensed and formed an extremely ferocious monster.

Its huge and twisted body is intimidating.

Four pairs of eyes as big as water tanks were like will-o'-the-wisp fire, emitting a terrifying evil aura.

The fangs intertwined like rows of sharp blades, and every time it opened its mouth and roared, it made a hair-raising roar that seemed to be able to tear apart space.

The terror and oppression it exuded made Yan Shuyin and the others feel unable to breathe. Fear and despair spread from their hearts to their entire bodies.

“It’s actually the Demon Lord!”

Not only was Yan Shuyin's voice trembling, but his whole body was also shaking like a sieve.

The monster was not an illusion summoned by Lu Zhongxing, but a real monster with the level of Demon Lord.