Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

The Jinghai Monarch Yu Wu and the golden-armored man stood in the void, facing each other from a distance. Yu Wu, upon sensing the unfathomable aura from the Island Master Li Chen, wore an extremely grave expression.

The Island Master Li Chen remained calm, a white light flashed behind him, and the Jingwu True Monarch appeared. In his right hand, he held a slightly wriggling cocoon of light.

Seeing this, Yu Wu's pupils shrank, a hint of cold light flashed in his eyes.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Several streams of tunneling light returned, landing behind Yu Wu, revealing three Nascent Soul Elders of Jinghai Palace.

Among them, an old man with white hair and a purple robe showed a look of horror in his eyes and exclaimed:

"Jingwu True Monarch! Aren't you a guest on Lishan Island?! Why are you here?"

Jingwu True Monarch showed disdain upon hearing this. He looked at Yu Wu and said with a smile, "Brother Yu, we've known each other for some time. I hate to see you fall early. The wise adapt to circumstances. The Island Master has astonishing cultivation and grand ambitions. Aligning with him will not diminish our status."

Despite having suspicions, Yu Wu was greatly shocked when he heard Jingwu True Monarch's unreserved words of allegiance.

He couldn't imagine that Jingwu Daoist, one of the three True Monarchs overseas like himself, would willingly submit to another's yoke.

"Brother Yu, why do you still hesitate? The life and death of Jing'an Palace's thirty thousand disciples hinge on your decision."

Jingwu True Monarch looked at Yu Wu with a faint smile and then stood quietly aside, no longer speaking.

Yu Wu, upon hearing this, had a face fluctuating between light and shadow.

He had intended to negotiate, but he didn't expect the other party to be so resolute. Today, if he uttered a single word of refusal, no one might escape.

Yet from the crowd came sudden whispers, and two Nascent Soul Realm Sea Clan powerhouses from Black Flame Palace behind Yu Wu exchanged glances, seeming to reach an agreement.

At this moment, a burly old man with a full, bushy beard and a black face coughed lightly and flew forward, bypassing Yu Wu, bowing deeply to the golden-armored man, and said with extreme submission, "Reporting to the Island Master, this old man, Changgeng, is willing to submit. I hope the Island Master spares my life, and I shall serve with utmost loyalty!"

Changgeng Ancestor was the Third Elder of Jinghai Palace, born with a Metal Spirit Root, cultivating the "Thousand-Hammered Golden Body Technique" since childhood. Known overseas for his Horizontal Refining Golden Body, he had few equals among his peers.

When this person moved, Yu Wu sensed something amiss, especially when he spoke, Yu Wu was furious, his face turning exceedingly grim, yet he didn't say anything.

Upon hearing this, the golden-armored man turned his head, regarded him with an inexplicable look, then nodded slightly.

Seeing the Island Master Li Chen's expression, Changgeng Ancestor rejoiced and was about to speak again when he suddenly heard several exclamations.

He was suddenly shocked, looking up, his face instantly turned pale, and his eyes filled with unspeakable fear.

"No..."

In his voice of unwillingness, a forceful suction dragged him into the air, his whole body involuntarily flying over, his head grabbed entirely by the golden-armored man.

Changgeng Ancestor, without time to think, instinctively unleashed his Nascent Soul Domain, his face contorted in a bid to escape this demonic grasp, but the next moment he was horrified to find his body felt as if it was crushed under Mount Tai, unable to move even a finger.

The person moved his lips in extreme terror, seemingly wanting to say something, when the golden-armored man's palm emitted a large swath of golden light, enveloping him entirely.

"Bang!"

The golden light spun violently, and Changgeng Ancestor was instantly ground into pulp, then devoured by the dazzling golden light.

His Horizontal Refining Golden Body, almost a Vajra Body, crumbled instantly before the golden light.

The next second, the large golden light, tinged with blood, swiftly retracted into the golden-armored man's palm.

In just a moment, a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator was devoured alive, leaving no bones.

Witnessing this scene, everyone present turned pale, their hearts filled with reverence and even fear towards the "Island Master Li Chen."

"Island Master Li Chen, why did you do this?!"

But before he could finish speaking, the golden-armored man's expression suddenly turned cold, and he raised his previously lowered right arm, reaching towards Yu Wu.

"Boom!"

The spiritual energy within a thousand miles became exceptionally violent, golden light surged in mid-air, transforming into a massive, acre-sized golden palm. The palm was vividly detailed, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Noisy!!"

Before the words fell, the giant golden palm in mid-air fiercely descended upon Yu Wu's head.

In an instant, the surrounding void became sticky, the air solidified as if turned into indestructible metal, and Yu Wu's face changed dramatically. He wanted to dodge, but horrifyingly discovered he could not move.

With a thunderous noise, Yu Wu was struck by the golden palm, his entire skeleton and meridians shattered instantaneously, his Core Energy Sea almost crushed, and his Primordial Spirit heavily injured, leaving him no strength to counterattack.

Seeing this, the others retreated violently, eyes filled with horror, lacking any courage to resist.

Having completed all this, the Island Master Li Chen coldly glanced at the crowd.

His gaze, sharp as a blade, stung the skin with pain. Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

Finally, only Jingwu True Monarch could barely withstand the fierce aura of this person, but even he slightly lowered his head in acknowledgment of respect.