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"So this is the Shendao Shangguan Family! Such power is simply astonishing!"

"It’s rumored that the Shenxiao Thunder Knife passed down by the Shangguan family’s ancestor is immensely powerful, a top-level magical treasure. With this knife in hand, the Shangguan ancestor is invincible even at the Core Formation Stage!"

"No matter how strong the Shangguan Family is, they’re still a level weaker than the Heavenly Sword Sect. I wonder just how incredible the Nascent Soul Immortals of the Heavenly Sword Sect are."

"Although this Lu Ping’an is extraordinary, it seems his power isn’t a match for Shangguan Jiuyang."

The cultivators watching the scene all exclaimed in awe.

In the distance, Lu Chensha, Lu Qingxuan, and others could not bear to look directly at a battle of this caliber.

The mana fluctuations were too intense, and the lightning too dazzling, beyond what they could endure.

"Boom boom boom—"

A hundred and eight saber qis directly engulfed Lu Ping’an.

However, amidst the thunderous echoes, Lu Ping’an broke through the lightning saber qi, fiercely charging towards Shangguan Jiuyang.

"Boom!!!"

The Heavenly Thunder Knife and Black Dragon Halberd collided, unleashing a terrifying tsunami-like wave that rushed in all directions.

Some Foundation Establishment cultivators who stood closer staggered, quickly retreating to avoid being caught in the residual shock.

Yet as the two clashed, many saw that Lu Ping’an, wielding the Black Dragon Halberd, faced Shangguan Jiuyang’s offensives without losing ground at all.

"Hundred Refinements Battle Armor!"

Lu Ping’an activated the Hundred Refinements Treasure Body Art. The silvery battle armor appeared to be draped with a layer of golden battle clothes, as he boldly charged at Shangguan Jiuyang.

He wielded the Black Dragon Halberd, swinging it continuously, creating such a powerful force that the void kept collapsing with roaring sounds.

As for Shangguan Jiuyang’s offensives, he ignored most except for a few.

"How could this be possible!? How is his physical body so strong!"

A cultivator shouted in disbelief.

Even a body refining cultivator shouldn’t be able to confront the powers of a magical treasure directly, right?

Moreover, the Shendao Shangguan Family is renowned for their aggressive assaults!

"This physical body..."

The False Core Patriarch of the Beast Taming Xu Family observed the scene, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The Xu Family is famous for beast taming, cultivating numerous demon beasts at home.

It’s well known that demon beasts are famous for their formidable physical bodies.

Yet at this moment, he couldn’t find many spiritual beasts that could match Lu Ping’an’s physique.

Even those that barely compare didn’t have such a fierce offensive stance as Lu Ping’an!

"This young man not only possesses the method for cultivating Dao soldiers but also has a top-level body refinement legacy!"

The Xu Family’s Elder Ancestor mused to himself, his eyes flickering with a trace of greed.

"Boom!!!"

Lu Ping’an and Shangguan Jiuyang clashed again fiercely, causing a nearby mountain peak to collapse.

"Damn it!"

Shangguan Jiuyang’s expression was sour.

Lu Ping’an’s power far exceeded his expectations.

If this continues, even if he manages to defeat Lu Ping’an, he would end up severely injured and pay a significant price!

Yet, in such a public setting, failing to swiftly defeat Lu Ping’an would be utterly embarrassing to him.

"Boom!"

The dry-land thunder boomed, Shangguan Jiuyang’s magical treasure vibrated, saber qi pierced the sky, erupting terrifying thunder blade light that slashed towards Lu Ping’an.

His aura also surged several notches instantaneously.

"This Shangguan Elder Ancestor is actually using a secret technique to augment his strength."

Someone noticed this scene and exclaimed.

Bear in mind, Shangguan Jiuyang’s power was already above Lu Ping’an, yet now he resorted to strength-enhancing secret techniques.

Such techniques invariably cause some side effects regardless.

"And there are puppets!"

As Shangguan Jiuyang slashed towards Lu Ping’an, somehow four metal puppets, each holding a long knife, appeared beside him.

"These are the Shangguan family’s Hundred-Battle Dao Soldier Puppets, each comparable to a top-level second rank entity!"

"It seems this Shangguan Elder Ancestor truly intends to kill Lu Ping’an here!"

"Such means are hardly respectable!"

"Victory or defeat, what does respect have to do with it!"

"Alas, this not only tests personal strength but also the family’s foundation. We ordinary cultivators don’t possess such means to acquire these top-level puppets!"

"With the physical body of this Lu Ancestor, escaping now is actually still possible."

Many people watching the scene discussed it extensively, quite moved.

In their view, Lu Ping’an’s strength already surpassed many seasoned False Core Cultivators.

Yet unfortunately, he encountered Shangguan Jiuyang.

"Oh well."

Lu Ping’an also realized that continuing like this, it was difficult to defeat the opponent.

Persisting would only deplete his physical strength and qi-blood.

"Roar, roar, roar—"

Several Spiritual Pet Bags in his arms suddenly opened, revealing one Blackwater Flood Dragon after another.

In the distance, three Blackwater Flood Dragons pulling a Spirit Boat also soared into the sky.

"What is this!? Dao Soldier!"

"Those three flood dragons are not ordinary Spiritual Beasts but Dao Soldiers!"

"How is this possible, the Bi Lake Mountain Lu Family hasn’t been founded for long, yet they possess so many dao soldiers!"

"Nine second-rank dao soldiers, seventy-two top-grade first-rank dao soldiers! This cannot be cultivated in just a few decades!"

"This isn’t a matter of time, but of money! To cultivate so many dao soldiers, at least hundreds of thousands of Spirit Stones must be spent!"

The cultivators present watched this scene, their expressions changing drastically.

Dao Soldiers are a hallmark of a family’s foundation!

A family like the Bi Lake Mountain Lu Family is seen as a nouveau riche family by most.

How could they possess such foundational things as Dao Soldiers?

"Blackwater Dragon Spell, Blackwater Flood Dragon Battle Formation!"

Lu Ping’an paid no attention to others’ exclamations, holding the Dao Soldier Talisman, operating the Black Dragon Codex.

"Roar, roar, roar—"

Eighty-one Dao Soldiers were neatly arranged, the Blackwater Dragon Spell automatically operating within them, qi mechanisms merging and gradually forming a massive flood dragon shadow.

The flood dragon shadow was about ten zhang tall, very solid, emanating a late-stage second-rank imposing aura, winding around Lu Ping’an.

At the same time, Lu Ping’an’s qi-blood roared and rumbled, his body rising a few feet, and his magic aura ascended step by step, from Foundation Establishment Fourth Layer to Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer Peak.

At this moment, Lu Ping’an felt empowered, an unprecedented vigor within him.

"Boom!"

He threw the Black Dragon Halberd, then his fists erupted with golden light, charging directly towards Shangguan Jiuyang.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The terrifying, domineering qi-blood and flood dragon shadow soared into the sky, stirring the winds and clouds, exuding a rough and wild imposing aura.

"Clang!!!"

Shangguan Jiuyang’s long knife cleaved, blocking the Black Dragon Halberd akin to a roaring black dragon, his arm numbing.

Staring at Lu Ping’an resembling a deity or demon, his eye twitched fiercely, a sense of unease welling up.

Suddenly realizing that fighting Lu Ping’an was a wrong decision.

Yet he did not hesitate to retreat, hands forming incantation gestures, the Heavenly Thunder Knife erupted with purple thunder blade qi, cleaving towards Lu Ping’an.

Four Hundred Battles Dao Soldier Puppets also attacked Lu Ping’an.

"Clang, clang, clang—"

The saber qi fell on Lu Ping’an as if causing no harm, while he directly punched out, exploding a Hundred Battles Dao Soldier Puppet standing in front.

"What a physique!"

Shangguan Jiuyang’s eye twitched again, activating a top-level Second Rank Defense Talisman, roaring furiously, continuing his engagement with Lu Ping’an.

However, after several rounds, he could no longer cope and was overwhelmed by Lu Ping’an’s close range, beaten back steadily.

"Boom!"

Lu Ping’an punched out, the flood dragon atop his head immediately diving down, engulfing Shangguan Jiuyang, shattering the body-protecting magic barrier, his figure flying backward.

Then another punch followed, qi energy surged violently, the flood dragon roared, causing Shangguan Jiuyang to spit essence blood, his aura rapidly declining.

Shangguan Jiuyang had just used some sort of secret technique, but when severely injured by Lu Ping’an, he suddenly seemed deflated, his momentum completely gone.

"Daoist, do you yield?"

Lu Ping’an looked at Shangguan Jiuyang, speaking solemnly, not continuing the attack. .

If possible, he could press the advantage, having some confidence in defeating the opponent.

But doing so would completely ignite enmity between his family and the Shangguan Family.

"Daoist, your strength is extraordinary, I yield."