Just as quickly, his smile froze. ’Something’s wrong.’ The pieces of flesh fell to the ground, but no blood flowed out.
Normally, a human hacked to pieces like this should have resulted in a river of blood and a field of corpses. Moreover, the chunks of meat on the ground were gradually dissipating.
"Hmm?" The short old man frowned, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.
The four foreigners in the distance also noticed something was amiss. This was the first time they had ever seen such a situation.
Just then, an aged voice came from the left. "Life is but a fleeting dream, a flower in the mirror, the moon on the water—"
The old man from Wa Country and the others didn’t even need their eyes. Their Divine Sense directly detected a person a dozen meters to their left.
With hair as white as snow and a withered face, Mr. Mei was kneeling on the ground. A moment ago, he was a handsome and dashing performer in his forties; now, he had become a decrepit old man in his seventies or eighties.
That was the life-saving ultimate move of the Dramatic Thought Divine Illumination Technique, allowing Mr. Mei to erupt with speed that transcended time and space for an instant.
But the cost was enormous. Not only did it devour all the Divine Will True Qi in his body in an instant, but it also drastically reduced his lifespan.
If his Martial Dao Will wasn’t firm enough, he could even drop a Realm, becoming completely spent with no hope of recovery.
Mr. Mei knelt there, gasping for breath. He no longer had the strength to fight.
Seeing his condition, the savage grin returned to the short old man’s eyes.
"Interesting."
He walked over slowly, like a cat toying with a mouse, the tip of the sword in his left hand scraping against the ground with a harsh screech.
"I’ll be taking that head of yours back to make sashimi. The flesh of a human Grandmaster of Divine Intent is a rare delicacy. I haven’t tasted it in a very, very long time."
Mr. Mei looked up at him, his aged face showing no fear, only a tranquility that had seen through life and death.
A black sedan was speeding along five hundred meters away. Lu Yun had been leaning back against the seat with his eyes closed.
He wasn’t worried about Mr. Mei having an accident at all. That Demon Fox was just a half-baked Grandmaster of Divine Intent; a character of that level couldn’t possibly harm Mr. Mei.
But at that very moment, Lu Yun’s eyes snapped open, and Cyan and Yellow Divine Intent True Qi burst from his pupils!
’Something’s wrong! These auras!’
The next second, Lu Yun erupted into action. The rear car door was instantly blasted open.
Like a cannonball fired from its barrel, he leaped out of the speeding car and shot toward the distance without a single look back!
Behind him, the out-of-control sedan instantly flipped, rolling several times before coming to a stop.
The driver was a tough Peak Mingjin Martial Artist. Enduring the sharp pain, he kicked open the driver’s side window and climbed out of the shattered opening.
After getting to his feet, he rubbed his lower back, grimacing in pain. He stared in confusion at the figure that had already shrunk to a black dot in the distance.
"Ouch, that hurts. What’s gotten into the old master? Why did he suddenly take off so fast?"
After speaking, the driver turned to look at the overturned car beside him and scratched his head.
’Oh well. I guess I should figure out how to flip this car back over by myself.’
The old man from Wa Country, who had been strolling leisurely just a moment ago, suddenly seemed to sense something. He turned his head and gazed into the distant darkness.
Then, with no warning, the old man from Wa Country moved. From ten meters away, he swiftly swung the tachi in his hand!
"Die!"
A terrifying wave of sword qi shot through the air, heading straight for Mr. Mei’s head ten meters away!
Mr. Mei could only kneel helplessly on the ground and watch the sword qi that was now right upon him. He no longer had the strength to dodge.
A lightning-fast afterimage tore through the air from the distant darkness. It was a purple staff, wrapped in intertwining cyan and yellow Divine Intent True Qi as it streaked across the night sky!
In an instant, the wooden staff and the sword qi collided in mid-air. The sword qi was instantly annihilated into nothingness.
Even so, a bloody line appeared on Mr. Mei’s neck. Although the sword qi had been shattered, its aftershock still possessed considerable power.
And the Wisteria Spirit Staff, after destroying the sword qi, plunged into the ground in front of Mr. Mei with unabated force.
Looking at the familiar staff, a smile touched his lips. "It seems... Elder Lu is here."
Mr. Mei had witnessed Lu Yun’s capabilities firsthand—it was a power that left a Grandmaster of Divine Intent like himself completely unable to fight back.
Therefore, in Mr. Mei’s mind, Lu Yun was a Late-stage Grandmaster of Divine Intent, or perhaps had even reached the Peak Realm.
This was also why he had fired the signal flare after encountering so many monsters at the level of Grandmaster of Divine Intent.
Mr. Mei knew that as long as Lu Yun arrived, everything tonight could be resolved.
Across from them, the old man from Wa Country and the other four foreigners all showed looks of confusion.
Their gazes fell in unison on the Wisteria Spirit Staff. ’The aura on it is so familiar.’
The old man from Wa Country frowned deeply. "Isn’t that a Spiritual Artifact of those damned Qi Refiners?"
"Didn’t those guys already leave for the Overseas Immortal Islands and depart from this world?"
Just as he finished speaking, a figure landed steadily beside Mr. Mei.
Lu Yun glanced down at the kneeling Mr. Mei and frowned slightly. "Mr. Mei, you don’t look so good."
Then, without giving Mr. Mei a chance to speak, Lu Yun reached out and placed his right palm on his shoulder.
An incredibly powerful flow of cyan and yellow qi gushed from Lu Yun’s palm, surging crazily into Mr. Mei’s body!
The black liquid remaining on Mr. Mei’s arm was swiftly burned away by the cyan and yellow qi, turning into plumes of white smoke!
A few seconds later, Mr. Mei’s eyes widened as he looked up at Lu Yun in disbelief.
He could feel himself being nourished by a force brimming with life. The meridians in his body, which had been on the verge of drying up, were being refilled by this power.
Mr. Mei, who had been on the brink of death, recovered a great deal in an instant.
Though still weak, he could at least move again. His white hair, however, could not be restored.
Lu Yun calmly withdrew his palm. Ever since breaking through to the second layer of the Glazed Radiant Body, it had gained some new wondrous uses, healing others being one of them.
Although it couldn’t fully restore the lifespan Mr. Mei had lost, it had at least pulled him back from the brink of death.
Mr. Mei struggled to his feet, his eyes filled with gratitude as he looked at Lu Yun. "Elder Lu, thank you."
Lu Yun gave a slight nod. He then turned to face the five foreigners across from them, and the large White Fox trembling beside them.
The White Fox was cowering. It was the first time it had ever felt such a terrifying aura.
Lu Yun’s gaze swept over them, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. "Six Grandmasters of Divine Intent. It seems tonight’s harvest will be quite bountiful."
"?" The elegance on Duke Joseph’s face instantly froze. He stared at Lu Yun, his eyes showing a flicker of anger for the first time.
"Such arrogance! No wonder you, you damned human, have been so busy winning the hearts of the people here in Yun Port City!"
"So you’re above the Late-stage Grandmaster of Divine Intent! Do you think you’re that fellow, Emperor Zulong? Scheming to plunder the will of the masses to help you break through to Manifest Saint True Monarch?"
"You must die here today!"
The four foreigners behind him also reacted, their gazes fixed on Lu Yun, their eyes filled with shock and apprehension.
Everyone had underestimated Lu Yun. This human who had operated in Yun Port City, won over the people, and taken things step by step to reach this point—he was the one who had hidden himself the deepest.
He was even more clever than the people from the Yellow Heaven Corps and the Lifeless Lotus Sect.
Those people only knew how to shout slogans, how to kill, kill, kill, and how to suppress everything with brute force.
They thought that as long as they were strong enough, they could obtain anything. But this Lu Yun? He had started laying his plans long ago.
He built schools so the children of the poor could get an education. When those children grew up, they would remember who gave them that chance.
He cleared out the gangs so the common people would no longer be oppressed. When those people walked the streets, they would remember who allowed them to stand tall.
He drove out the foreigners to make Yun Port City truly his own territory. When the citizens saw the foreign concessions being reclaimed, they would remember who allowed them to hold their heads high with pride.
Then he could harvest the faith of everyone under heaven. After all, the will of the masses is the ticket to becoming a Manifest Saint True Monarch.

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