Chapter 828: Chapter 552: Gu Yue’s Downfall
"Many thanks, Lu Heavenly King."
"Thank you, Senior Barhu Lie!"
"That was incredible."
Countless people shouted from the ground.
Many young Martial Artists were beside themselves with excitement.
"My idol is here!"
"To witness it with my own eyes—truly astonishing."
"Chief Lu!"
"Heh, he’s the pride of us Tiger Form guys."
With time, Lu Chenzhou had already become the most popular among the younger generation of Martial Artists—even the Cangtian Dragon King couldn’t compare anymore; after all, the Dragon King had been gone too long.
Plum Blossom Immortal sighed, "Some people are out there slaying Seventh Realm at sixty, while I’m still struggling at Great Grandmaster."
Jade Fan Immortal patted Li Kongkong on the shoulder and muttered, "When I was sixty, my precious son hadn’t even reached Grandmaster yet."
Li Kongkong was helpless: "With a mom like you keeping me on edge every single day, how could I possibly focus on my cultivation?"
Lu Xuanjian stood with his hands behind his back.
"Haha, turns out I’m the only one from our generation of peerless Geniuses who ever fought Lu Chenzhou."
He couldn’t help but recall the 21st Martial Arts Tournament.
"Brother Xuanjian, long time no see! Aren’t you from Galaxy Martial University? How’d you end up at Chang’an Base City?"
Lu Chenzhou smiled and greeted him.
Lu Xuanjian was also one of those hundred Grandmasters back then.
They’d always gotten along well.
Ling Susu ran over with a twist of her waist and linked arms with Lu Xuanjian, grinning, "This is my husband."
Li Kongkong facepalmed with a long sigh.
After giving up on Lu Chenzhou, his mom had set her sights on the Lu clan’s second Genius in Da Xia, saying the surname ’Lu’ came with great luck—and Lu Xuanjian was a promising stock.
With some proactive pursuit, she bagged the man. Lu Xuanjian was young, but he was all about those ripe, centennial beauties.
"Haha, congrats!"
Lu Chenzhou clapped Lu Xuanjian on the shoulder.
He sent a voice transmission: "Brother Xuanjian, now that the war in Xia Realm is settled, I’m planning to lead an elite Da Xia squad to campaign in Mystic Sky Realm. Do your best to grow stronger in the meantime."
Those Geniuses of his generation—now, even the weakest were at Master Cultivation; plenty were already Great Grandmasters. His goal was to forge a War Group of all Heavenly Kings in Mystic Sky Realm.
Lu Xuanjian was filled with excitement.
"Alright, I’m willing to follow you!"
...
Just like that.
The news of Lu Heavenly King personally beheading the Blood Hidden Building Master in the Northern Territory spread like wildfire across every Base City.
The whole nation celebrated.
"May the Blood Hidden Building Master die a miserable death."
"From now on, this era bears the name Lu Chenzhou!"
"With a Sixth Realm body, and merely just an incarnation, he slew a Seventh Realm. How unfathomable must his true self be?"
"Thinking back to before Lu Heavenly King’s rise, all the Martial Arts World experts said the gap was a Grand Chasm, that even those Inner and Outer Cultivation Martial Artists who’d reached First Rank would find it near-impossible to slay just one Martial Artist. But looking at Lu Heavenly King’s life, reverse-slaughtering seems as easy as drinking water for him."
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Cherry Blossom Base City.
Yagyu Xuanyi’s eyes were conflicted: "Beichen is finally dead. The era of samurai ought to end as well."
...
South Sea.
"Is Gu Yue really hiding here?"
"We searched here a while back."
Yellow River Old Ghost and Li Xiuying looked at Lu Chenzhou’s incarnation. At that moment, Lu Chenzhou’s eyes were closed, the vertical pupil on his forehead reflecting tens of thousands of tangled lines of causality.
"It should be here."
Lu Chenzhou had been assassinated countless times by Demon Race members sent by Gu Yue Demon Venerable, the Demon Palace manager. The two were tied by causality, but it was an indirect connection. Plus, Gu Yue’s cultivation was high, which made him harder to track.
"Alright, let’s move."
"It’s finally ending."
High in the void, Alcohol King, blade in hand, and Emperor Hanu, with Buddhist light above his head, quietly appeared. For absolute insurance, Wanbang Council had dispatched four Seventh Realm powerhouses. Gu Yue Demon Venerable’s direct combat power wasn’t comparable to Blood Hidden Building Master or Youtong. Blood Hidden was a fake Seventh Realm, and Youtong was an auxiliary curse-type demon—direct combat wasn’t their forte anyway.
"Little Lu, this battle’s dangerous. As an Eight-Pattern Demon Clan member, Gu Yue’s strength is at least five times that of Blood Hidden Building Master. You just stick to support—if he uses a survive-at-all-costs trump card, block him for a moment." Yellow River Old Ghost urged.
At the same Realm, the Eight-Pattern Demon Clan was several times more powerful than a Seven-Pattern, and a regular Demon Venerable was also several times stronger than Blood Hidden Building Master. Defeating Gu Yue was easy—killing him was hard.
Lu Chenzhou nodded.
"Be careful, seniors."
The four Seventh Realm encircled Gu Yue Demon Venerable from four directions, shrinking the net and carefully searching out his whereabouts inch by inch.
Somewhere on the sea floor—
Gu Yue Demon Venerable’s eyes snapped open.
"So I’ve been found after all?"
"Forget it. No more running. The Divine incarnations have already withdrawn safely. My task is complete."
He flicked his sleeves and left the seabed.
A blood moon rose over the ocean’s surface, its crimson light coloring the sky, dyeing the sea and forming a blood-colored domain 180 kilometers across, spanning both sea and sky.
"Gu Yue is here!"
Before long, four rays of light tore through the air.
"Gu Yue, meet your end!"
"Don’t play any tricks."
"Break for me!"
"Spiritual Handprint!"
A Seventh Realm battle erupted in the blink of an eye.
From afar, Lu Chenzhou watched calmly: "A true Seventh Realm—any casual blow is over ten million cauldrons. If they bust out killing moves, it starts at twenty to thirty million. I need the Kun Character Technique plus a supreme killing move just to reach over ten million. Gu Yue’s even scarier—definitely worthy as an Eight-Pattern Demon Clan member. If this were one-on-one, none of those four seniors would be his match."
Compared to that, Blood Hidden Building Master?
That guy is a total disgrace to the Seventh Realm.
"Great Sun Bathing East Sea!"
Under Gu Yue’s immense pressure,
Li Xiuying was the first to unleash the Heavenly King’s Realm. A crimson Great Sun circled her, wrapped in seven-colored Buddhist light, descending in blazing glory.
Truly mountains burning, seas boiling!
The sea churned in vaporous white waves.
"Watch my spear!"
The Old Ghost jerked his long spear downward—an ochre river appeared from the heavens, like a hundred-mile-long great spear descending from above.
Divine Power: Yellow River Water!
"Divine Power: Spirit Chains!"
Emperor Hanu sat like an Ancient Buddha, the holy Dharma Form of a Thousand-Armed Guanyin manifesting behind him, every arm entwined by a chain. Over a thousand chains shot out from the thousand arms, surging together in a golden torrent.
Lu Chenzhou clicked his tongue in awe.
"What a fantastic Divine Skill. So spiritual power can be used this way? Though my Spiritual Cultivation is high, I’ve never really developed my spiritual power much."
By watching the war of the strong, he reflected on his own path.
"Alcohol Like Inferno!"
The Alcohol King slashed out with eighteen blades in a row, each blossom of blade-light bursting like a lotus, forming a blazing Red Flames domain.
Divine Skills, Domains—everyone’s contesting to show their might.
The Absolute Peaks each unleashed their skills.
Lu Chenzhou was seeing the world anew.
In his mind, the Martial Arts Tree continued its slow growth.
As he watched,
Lu Chenzhou studied the Old Ghost’s spear skill, and gained some insight—once more entering a state of inspired abandon.
Time ticked by, second after second.
Surrounded by four powerhouses, Gu Yue soon lost the upper hand, with nowhere left to run, nowhere to hide.
He glanced off into the distance, eyes sharpening—as Lu Chenzhou was practicing spear moves in a trance, clearly entranced.
Gu Yue Demon Venerable’s rage boiled over. Time and again, the Demon Palace’s failures had all been ruined by Lu Chenzhou’s meddling.
"Divine Power: Blood God’s Finger!"
He went all out, barely breaking through the Yellow River Water’s seal, transforming into a blood-red finger that vanished in an instant. When he reappeared, he was right above Lu Chenzhou’s head.
"Enough with your damn spear practice—go to hell!"
Gu Yue Demon Venerable’s countless resentments exploded.
The finger stabbed down!
Lu Chenzhou was shrouded in Golden Light.
Armor materialized and clashed with the finger.
Lu Chenzhou lifted his long spear, thrusting once.
Heaven and Earth Piercing Strike!
A pillar of blood-red light burst forth, engulfing the bloody finger. The potent Blood Moon Dao Essence stunned Gu Yue.
"Such pure Blood Moon Principle!"
In the end, the finger prevailed.
Gu Yue struck with a claw, sending Lu Chenzhou and his spear flying. He took the Heaven and Earth Piercing Strike head-on—his chest was pierced, though his powerful body was already healing.
One exchange told Lu Chenzhou all he needed—he and Gu Yue Demon Venerable were worlds apart for now, the gap not something he could bridge anytime soon. Lu Chenzhou quickly flashed behind the Absolute Peaks and kept practicing his spear technique.
Gu Yue Demon Venerable was beside himself with fury.
He charged at Lu Chenzhou again, but was trapped by the Alcohol King’s Domain—falling back into a Heavenly Realm gang-beating.
Lu Chenzhou’s spear moves grew ever smoother.
After half a day of fierce battle, Gu Yue was exhausted at last, his Demon Blood spent, face deathly pale.
Lu Chenzhou, too, had finished his spear training.
Kun Character Technique: activated.
His Qi-Blood surged to Sixth Realm limit.
"Gu Yue—I owe you a strike." He lunged, man and spear merging, all his spirit pouring into the long spear. A shard of chilling light shot forth like a dragon, splitting the South Sea’s waves for ten thousand miles.
Gu Yue now barely retained a third of his peak strength. In Lu Chenzhou’s strike he sensed a dreadful threat of death—so he dodged instantly.
"Shifting Stars and Moon!" Gu Yue cast sorcery, instantly swapping places with Li Xiuying. He sneered at Lu Chenzhou with satisfaction.
"Even dragging one to hell with me before dying is worth it."
Li Xiuying’s expression shifted.
First, she hadn’t expected Gu Yue Demon Venerable to have a trick left—caught off guard, she could only raise her defense and brace for Lu Chenzhou’s attack. Second, she was even more shocked by the might of that spear—no weaker than Old Ghost’s now.
She had to go all out.
The other three powerhouses rushed to rescue her.
Yellow River Old Ghost cursed inwardly.
"Little Lu, we told you to just support. This scale of battle isn’t something you can handle."
That spear of Lu Chenzhou’s was really causing them trouble. Of course, as a hero, they couldn’t blame Lu Chenzhou—just gripe in their hearts. Lu Chenzhou still carried a youth’s spirit—brash, unafraid. That’s good, but becoming a leader of civilization would take more time.
"Hahaha, my true body won’t stick around any longer!"
Gu Yue Demon Venerable flashed into the distance.
At the same time, Emperor Hanu’s spiritual defense appeared in front of Li Xiuying, joining her to block Lu Chenzhou’s attack, while Alcohol King went to intercept Gu Yue.
But as Lu Chenzhou’s man-spear-merged strike landed in front of Li Xiuying, something miraculous happened—the spear streaked and vanished in an instant.
A phantom Divine Dragon appeared high in the sky, biting its own tail, pouring down golden lines of causality. All those golden threads wove together, forming a ring of light.
The ring spanned about a thousand kilometers; Gu Yue Demon Venerable, trying to escape, found himself unwittingly circling its edge.
He stared in shock.
"What kind of attack is this?"
At the other end of the ring, the long spear materialized again, moving far faster than Gu Yue, catching up in a blink—a single spear thrust.
This time, Gu Yue’s head was pierced through.
The headless corpse plummeted down below.