Strengthening Descendants: My Descendants Are All Over The World Of Cultivating Immortals

In the holy capital city, within a large manor called the Great Separation Garden, a middle-aged man was eating and drinking with a group of subordinates.

Suddenly, a burst of energy shot out and directly hit the middle-aged man's head.

In the next moment, the man's head exploded like a watermelon struck by a tremendous force.

"Ah~"

The sudden turn of events frightened the others who were drinking at the same table.

Nearby, another middle-aged man was patrolling when suddenly a burst of energy shot out and hit his head...

In a mansion more than a hundred miles away from the holy capital city, a burst of energy shot out and hit an old man in his sixties...

Such incidents were happening all over the empire.

This is a story for another time.

On the other side.

In the Count's mansion, several figures were flying towards it at an extremely fast speed.

"Who are you, daring to kill the imperial Count, seeking death..."

When they were still some distance away from the mansion, they saw Chen Zishan beheading the old Count in one strike.

So, in the next moment, everyone attacked at the same time.

Countless magic spells were conjured and shot towards Chen Zishan and Li Xiaojun.

"Master, run!" Chen Zishan was anxious.

She realized that they couldn't possibly defeat those magicians.

She herself was only a second-order magician, and she guessed that her teacher, Chen Zishan, was at most a fifth-order magician.

The group of magicians flying towards them now were probably not opponents that they, teacher and student, could handle.

"Don't be afraid, trust your master." Li Xiaojun didn't immediately retreat, but stood there waiting.

When the group of magicians saw the magic attacks coming, he simply waved his hand and made all the magic attacks disappear.

Seeing this situation, the several magicians who were attacking Li Xiaojun and Chen Zishan were immediately startled.

Instantly, everyone simultaneously made a move, which was to brake abruptly.

"Excuse me, I am the commander of the Imperial City Guards. Why did you kill Count Li Yao?" The leading sixth-order magician asked Li Xiaojun in a calm tone.

The fact that the opponent could silently make their attacks disappear indicated that the opponent was definitely a magician more powerful than them!

Therefore, anyone with reason would not continue to attack.

Not only could they not continue to attack, but they also had to lower their posture to avoid being killed by the opponent!

"This Count Li Yao killed my disciple's entire family twenty years ago. I brought my disciple here for revenge. What? Are you going to punish me?" Li Xiaojun asked the group of magicians in a calm tone.

At the same time, his Transcending Tribulation Stage pressure spread out.

In the next moment, the several magicians flying in the air fell like dumplings, causing a huge commotion when they hit the ground. It was unknown whose roof they had smashed.

At this moment, all the magicians who had come were horrified.

"Sir, spare us, we dare not."

The leading sixth-order mage quickly begged for mercy from Li Xiaojun.

"Hmph, I'll spare you this time, now get lost."

Li Xiaojun's calm voice sounded.

Hearing Li Xiaojun's words, Chen Zishan looked at him with admiration.

She used to think that her teacher was very powerful, possibly a fifth-order magician.

But now, she admitted that she had underestimated her teacher.

The commander of the Imperial City Guards, in front of her teacher, was as weak as a little chick. Although she didn't know what level of magician the commander of the guards was, in her opinion, he should be at least a fifth-order.

So, her teacher was likely a sixth-order mage.

A sixth-order mage! Unless they reached the seventh order, this was the ceiling level of strength!

In the entire world of magic, there were only two or three human mages who had reached the seventh order.

What Chen Zishan didn't know was that even if she raised her teacher's strength in her mind again, she was still far from the truth.

According to the power division in this world, Li Xiaojun is not a sixth-order mage, nor a seventh-order archmage, but an eighth-order holy archmage!

In the entire magical world, there is no one stronger than her master.

So as long as her master is present, they can offend anyone without any worries.

"What an arrogant tone."

Just as Li Xiaojun was about to dismiss a group of mages.

Abruptly, a voice resounded throughout the Holy Capital City.

Upon hearing this voice, everyone in the Holy Capital City showed expressions of surprise, horror, and shock.

"The seventh-order archmage of the royal family..."

Many people immediately recognized the source of this voice.

Li Xiaojun naturally heard this voice too, because it was directed at him and contained a mental attack.

Just as the voice fell, a stream of light flew out from the imperial city and arrived in front of Li Xiaojun within a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.

It was an old man who appeared to be in his fifties. He stared at Li Xiaojun, furrowing his brows.

Because he found that he couldn't fully comprehend the young man's realm in front of him.

"Greetings, Ancestor."

Upon seeing the arrival, the group of fifth and sixth-order mages immediately bowed respectfully.

"Worthless."

The old man cursed, then looked at Li Xiaojun and asked, "Who are you? Why did you kill the Earl of our empire in the Holy Capital City?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaojun was speechless.

This should be the scenario where the old one comes after the young one, which often appears in novels.

"Get lost!" He couldn't be bothered to waste words with the other party and waved his hand as if shooing away a fly.

However, at the moment Li Xiaojun waved his hand, the old man on the other side's face changed drastically.

The next moment, he was sent flying at a speed even faster than when he arrived.

During his flight, he spewed out a mouthful of blood, clearly injured.

After a moment, he crashed into a palace in the imperial palace and his whole person sank into it.

"Saint, Saint Archmage..."

The old man was horrified, spitting blood while showing an extremely shocked expression on his face.

Only a Saint Archmage could inflict such heavy injuries with a single move.

On the other hand, Li Xiaojun did not stay at the Earl's mansion any longer. He returned to his own courtyard with a face full of admiration, looking at his disciple Chen Zishan.

"Master, Sister Zishan, where did you go?"

Seeing Li Xiaojun and Chen Zishan return, Li Ziqi, who was doing her homework, immediately curiously asked the two.

"Nothing, have you finished your homework?" Li Xiaojun asked her disciple.

"Not yet, the teacher assigned too much homework." Li Ziqi immediately frowned with a worried expression.

"Master, did you hear someone talking just now? They said 'what an arrogant tone'..."

"I heard it, it was a toad speaking, toads have big mouths."

"Huh?"

Just as Li Xiaojun returned to the courtyard with Chen Zishan.

In the imperial city.

"Ancestor, how are you?"

The emperor of the empire respectfully asked the old man.

"I'm fine, just got injured a bit." The old man waved his hand.

"Ancestor, who is that person? They actually managed to injure you. You must have killed them, right?"

"Cough cough! Don't talk nonsense." The old man quickly stopped him.

Then, in a very stern tone, he said to the emperor, "That person is an eighth-order holy archmage, an existence we can't afford to provoke. Moreover, that person has already shown mercy to me. We must never provoke them in the future..."

"Also, that person has a grudge with Viscount Li Yao. Go and deal with the Li Yao family, saying that they are spies for the magical beasts..."