Chapter 671: Void Supreme

"So, what exactly just happened?"

Inside the inn, Lu Yang and his two companions stared at one another in sheer bewilderment. Within the blink of an eye, the colors of their surroundings had abruptly grown dim; upon throwing open the windows, they found the streets outside had suffered the exact same fate.

Lu Yang extended his divine sense to examine the nearby objects, yet whether it was their material composition or their density, nothing had changed in the slightest.

The sole purpose of this shifting coloration seemed to be a silent warning that some unknowable alteration had befallen this place.

"Fairy, do you know what is going on here?"

The Immortal Fairy sensed the environment with careful deliberation. "Hmm, it seems you all have been dragged into an entirely different realm. This is a space completely dominated by a single individual's personal control. The entire city has been pulled into it, severing all contact with the outside world."

"Those who remained outside the city walls will likely see that the original Spring River City has vanished, leaving nothing but a massive crater in the ground."

"It feels like the power of some rudimentary form of a Dao Fruit, though it is not one that ever appeared in ancient times. Even I have never witnessed it before."

Lu Yang remained silent.

How had yet another half-immortal managed to pop out of nowhere?

"Old Lu, what is the situation? What did the immortal say?" Meng Jingzhou whispered surreptitiously to Lu Yang.

"Jiang Ping'an established the Great Xia Empire with the nation's destiny as its foundation, and that destiny relies entirely upon stability and prosperity. Nothing disrupts stability quite like the founding of an assassin organization."

Regrettably, the Void Sect proved no match for the rising Jiang and Meng Great Families. The two factions joined forces to wipe them out, and the Void Sovereign's ultimate whereabouts became a mystery.

The slender, pitch-black silhouette evinced a touch of surprise. "Oh? To think there is still someone alive who remembers me."

"You two female benefactors had best remain exactly where you are. We shall return shortly."

Now that his identity had been exposed, the slender figure chose to hide his true countenance no longer. The pitch-black substance encrusting his body peeled away layer by layer, revealing a handsome, refined face.

This brand-new realm was none other than the "Void World."

"Taking advantage of this perfect opportunity, I shall seize the Night Pavilion and eliminate you, a Tribulation Transmutation cultivator of the Great Xia!"

"We have stumbled into a massive heap of trouble."

According to historical records, during the twilight years of the Great Yu Dynasty, the world fell into chaotic ruin as rival warlords vied for supremacy. Before the Jiang and Meng factions had fully risen to power, there existed one grand faction that possessed the highest probability of conquering the realm.

The embryonic form of the Void Sovereign's Dao Fruit was known as the Void World Dao Fruit. It was a prototype capable of fashioning a completely new dimension, possessing the power to forcibly drag people into its unique space. As for what precisely would transpire once inside, the ancient texts held no record.

The Void Sovereign let out a somewhat remorseful sigh. "It is a pity that your Great Xia enforces such strict control. I could not find a suitable assassin organization anywhere, which ultimately forced me to search among ancient cultivators. As luck would have it, I discovered this Night Pavilion."

"It is coming from the direction of the dungeon!" Lu Yang's senses were the most acute of all.

Venerable One clutched a precious gourd in his grip, his gaze fixed unblinkingly upon that misty silhouette.

"The Void World?"

That was the grandest sect of the late Great Yu era, the Void Sect. The ancestor who had founded it was a half-immortal known as the Void Sovereign.

Suddenly, a fierce ripple of spiritual power erupted from the distance.

"Are you the Void Sovereign?"

Jiang Ping'an was the very first Emperor of Xia.

...

"Let us go over and take a look."

"I have noticed that the books available on the market contain absolutely no mention of my existence. It seems the high-ranking officials of your Great Xia possess internal, restricted records."

"Arrogant fool!" Venerable One uncorked his precious gourd, and an endless stream of primordial purple qi shot forth like a cascading ribbon, sweeping viciously toward the Void Sovereign.

This was the Innate Primordial Qi he had cultivated since childhood; soft, it could transform into chains to bind a foe; unyielding, it could sever mountains, cleave oceans, and shatter the very fabric of space.

The Void Sovereign leaped backward with a gentle grace, easily evading the strike.

Venerable One felt a pang of disappointment. This strike had merely been a feint to distract the Void Sovereign; his true objective was to shatter the space itself, break the Void World, and escape from this place.

Unfortunately, the Void World truly lived up to its reputation as a product of an embryonic Dao Fruit; it was not something the Innate Primordial Purple Qi could easily breach.

Sensing the faint tremor running through the Void World, the Void Sovereign let out a cold sneer. "To think that Innate Primordial Purple Qi actually possesses such might. Compressing innate true qi to return to one's pristine origins—the cultivation path of Qi Refinement is indeed extraordinary. Regrettably, its legacy ends here today."

Had he been careless for even a single moment, he truly might have been wounded by that purple qi.

After a brief deliberation, the Void Sovereign flicked his finger, shattering the shackles and cages that held the members of the Night Pavilion captive. "Go ahead and slaughter anyone you please within the city. Distract his attention."

The members of the Night Pavilion felt as though they had received a grand amnesty. When an almighty existence of the half-immortal rank issued a command, who would dare disobey?

Furthermore, among those who joined an assassin organization, who did not harbor a love for slaughter?

Venerable One was instantly consumed by rage. "How dare you! By my decree, let the rule be set: [No member of the Night Pavilion shall move!]"

The expected restriction failed to manifest, and the assassins of the Night Pavilion continued to move with complete freedom.

"Wipe them out!"

City Lord Liu roared at the top of his lungs, and the official guards scrambled into action. Faced with these assassins, the common citizens were like lambs to the slaughter, utterly devoid of any power to fight back.

"Did I allow any of you to move?"

The Void Sovereign spoke in a lazy, indolent tone. With a mere ripple of his thoughts, a colossal black cage manifested, locking City Lord Liu and his men securely inside.

Venerable One's expression turned so dark it looked ready to drip water. He had been completely unable to perceive how the Void Sovereign had conjured that black cage out of thin air.

Watching the battle unfold, the Immortal Fairy suddenly came to a realization. "So that is how it works. This place is this half-immortal's home turf. The standard rules of reality do not function here; instead, he can rely entirely on his thoughts to manifest creations out of the void. This is his unique ability within the Void World."

"The Void World is his domain. Within it, he can alter anything he wishes. It feels rather similar to a dreamscape."

Lu Yang hastily sent a divine sense transmission to Venerable One. "Venerable One, established rules are useless here! The adversary's capability is likely a form of void creation triggered by mere thought. We shall take responsibility for holding back the people of the Night Pavilion!"

Venerable One had not expected Lu Yang to be present here.

The three companions struck out with fierce resolve, intercepting the assassins of the Night Pavilion.

"A mere trio of Nascent Soul cultivators dares to stand in our way!" The Vice Pavilion Master of the Night Pavilion—the Dao Protector of Night Owl—sneered coldly, extending a massive hand.

Slap.

Another great hand manifested across the sky, blocking the Vice Pavilion Master's advance.

"Leave this one to me!"

A figure soared out from within the city. He was one of the three who had previously ambushed the Vice Pavilion Master of the Night Pavilion; matters following the successful ambush were none of his concern, and he had simply been vacationing in Spring River City, never expecting to run into such an ordeal.

Though he was stronger than the Vice Pavilion Master, he was not yet powerful enough to decide the outcome of the battle in an instant.

"They are nothing more than three Nascent Soul cultivators. Let us charge them together!" The Nascent Soul assassins of the Night Pavilion paid Lu Yang's trio no heed whatsoever.

A sixteen-foot golden body erupted from the ground, a single palm strike crushing a Nascent Soul assassin into a scattered pile of debris.

Meng Jingzhou unleashed his divine ability of three heads and six arms, plunging headlong into the crowd of assassins like a whirlwind sweeping through an army. One assassin attempted a sneak attack from behind, only to find that the dagger in his grip could not even pierce the skin.

"Come, Sword Washing Pool!"

Lu Yang gave a soft cry, and the Sword Washing Pool flew out from his storage ring, directly crushing a Nascent Soul assassin to death.

Two long swords shook free the waters of the pool, hovering at Lu Yang's flanks like twin guardians.

"Clone!"

Lu Yang manifested a wooden clone. One held the Azure Peak Sword while the other wielded the Underworld Moon Sword. The two blades merged their might, their sword qi plowing through the earth in a brilliant, dazzling radiance that hacked the assassins into utter disarray.

The assassins who managed to survive for the moment felt their hearts turn cold with terror. These three were absolutely not ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators!