This Earth Is A Bit Fearsome

Lu Xuan shouted with a loud voice, the sound shaking the whole mountain.

 “Hmph!”

 There was a cold snort, and in a flash, a terrifying figure moved like a black whirlwind, hurtling towards Lu Xuan.

 Swish!

 The figure was moving way too quickly, as its speed transformed it into a fearsome cyclone. In an instant, it had crossed a huge distance, and a palm was rapidly approaching to strike Lu Xuan.

 All of this was too fast, happening so fast that even a few of the National Guardian level masters present could not clearly see what was happening.

 Lu Xuan was unfazed, reaching out a single finger to directly block the palm strike.

“Could it be that they have already surpassed the National Guardian level?” Yun Feiying could not help thinking about such a possibility. The fact was that Lu Xuan’s battle with that black figure was too amazing, like the mythical fights between legendary characters.

 In this brief span of time, the expression of the onlookers changed, as though they had seen a great change happening in the world.

 In the battle itself, Lu Xuan, who had blocked the fearsome palm strike with a single finger, did not seem affected by it at all, and his body stayed completely still.

 Any shockwaves from the attack were blown away by his Shield of Vigor.

 It was like he was receiving a normal, regular attack.

 Only the edges of his clothes continuing to loudly flap in the wind proved how frightening the previous attack was.

 The black figure he was facing was taken aback for a moment.

 He was fully aware of the fearsome power he could exert at full strength!

 Even if there was a tank in front of him, he was capable of sending it flying. Yet, this kid who only looked to be 17 or 18 actually displayed such terrifying strength?

 In that instant, he felt a trace of excitement. Yes, he felt excitement.

 It had been a long time since someone stood up to him, and wringing off the head of masters like these was much more meaningful.

 At this point in time, Lu Xuan could finally take a clear look at what kind of existence the man in the black robe was.

 He looked to be in his fifties, wearing a set of light clothing. He looked quite gorgeous.

 Naturally, Lu Xuan immediately recognized him as the Soul-snatcher Sect Sectmaster—Qiu Zhen.

 In his past life, when Lu Xuan saw Qiu Zhen for the first time, he had been high-spirited, truly someone who could be a great leader and inspire many.

 However, as he was right now, Qiu Zhen was much younger, and he had yet to develop the kind of unrivaled demeanor he had in Lu Xuan’s past life.

 “Qiu Zhen, you’ve finally decided to come out and accept your death then?” Lu Xuan said coldly.

 Qiu Zhen took off his black hood and replied, “You killed my son, my right and left-hand men, and all of the masters in my Soul-snatcher Sect. Now, heaven has been fair to me, giving me the chance to kill you!”

 When he thought of the masters of his sect who were lost in the defeat of their eastern campaign, Qiu Zhen felt the deep ache of loss in his heart.