The greatest saint of all time!

Chapter 61 The Princes Gather

Lu Xuan remained calm as he looked at the Shadow Assassins surrounding him from all directions and at Lu Heng's ferocious expression.

There was even a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Boss, are you really going to take this step?"

"Brothers killing each other, is this what you wanted?"

"Shut up!"

Lu Heng seemed to be set ablaze, roaring and raging, his long sword pointing directly at Lu Xuan's face.

"Stop pretending with me!"

"If it weren't for you, how could I, the dignified Crown Prince, have fallen to this state today?"

"It was clearly you who stole everything that was rightfully mine!"

"Today, it's either you or me who dies!"

"kill!"

Under the Crown Prince's ruthless orders, the leader of the Soul Platform Realm Shadow Assassins did not hesitate at all, and led more than a dozen Spirit Sea Realm assassins behind him to rush towards Lu Xuanfei.

"Since that's the case..." Lu Xuan sighed softly, raised his right hand, and drew the Devouring Heaven Sword from his back.

"Then so be it."

"Today, I will use your blood to consecrate this sword..."

Shifting the gaze to the other side, Shen Qiansan's eyes widened in anger, and the abacus in his hand shone brightly with golden light.

"Want to touch His Highness? You'll have to ask me first!"

Although he was not good at direct combat, he was, after all, a true Soul Platform Realm expert with incredibly powerful spiritual energy.

With a sudden flick of his sleeve, he channeled his inner energy, and the golden beads on the abacus flew out of his hand, shooting forward like a shower of flowers.

"Pfft! Pfft pfft!"

The few Spirit Sea Realm Shadow Assassins at the forefront didn't even have time to react before the golden pearl pierced their bodies.

"court death!"

Upon seeing this, the leader of the Shadow Assassins roared in fury.

He placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and the long sword at his waist was drawn with a clang. As the blade trembled, it transformed into an extremely sharp, blood-red streak, aiming straight for Shen Qiansan's throat.

"Your opponent is me!"

Just then, Su Qinghuan shouted and danced gracefully like a light purple butterfly.

With a flick of his longsword, he created a series of dazzling sword flowers.

He steadily blocked the incoming crimson blade of light.

Although she had only recently broken through to the Soul Platform Realm, she was, after all, from the Ziyang Sect. Her cultivation techniques and martial arts skills far surpassed those of such unorthodox assassins.

For a moment, sword energy crisscrossed and blade light flashed, the two fought to a standstill.

With his profound spiritual power, Shen Qiansan single-handedly held off the remaining dozen or so Spirit Sea Realm assassins. Although he looked somewhat disheveled, he stood firm like an impregnable wall, firmly guarding the path to Lu Xuan.

Our gaze returns to the center of the battlefield.

At this moment, only Lu Xuan and Lu Heng remained in the hall.

"Lu Xuan, prepare to die!"

Lu Heng's eyes were bloodshot, and his spiritual power was running wildly throughout his body. He pushed the Devouring Demon Art, which he was cultivating by overdrawing his potential, to its limit.

Although it was only a few hours, his cultivation level soared and he had already reached the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm!

Such a rapid increase in speed is simply astonishing!

He suddenly struck out with his palm, black energy swirling in his palm, carrying a nauseating corrosive aura, and pressed down fiercely towards Lu Xuan.

Faced with this crushing palm strike, Lu Xuan merely shook his head slightly before speaking calmly.

"Is this... your source of confidence?"

"The power gained by overdrawing one's life force is ultimately nothing more than a mirage."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Xuan moved.

Without using the Heaven-Swallowing Sword, he simply raised his right hand and threw a punch.

"boom!"

There were no fancy moves, only pure, extreme power!

His physical body, tempered day and night by the Chaos Devouring Heaven Scripture, coupled with the spiritual power of the Soul Platform Realm, meant that the power of his punch had already surpassed the realm of the Spirit Sea Realm!

"Bang!"

The fist and palm collided, producing a dull, loud thud.

Then came the sound of bones cracking.

"what!"

Lu Heng screamed and flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Just one round!

Lu Heng, at the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm, was utterly defeated!

"This...how is this possible?!"

Lu Heng struggled to get up, but found that all the bones in his body seemed to have fallen apart, and he couldn't move at all.

At this moment, all he could do was stare intently at Lu Xuan, his eyes filled with terror.

"You...you were only at the Body Tempering Realm a few days ago..."

"Why? Why is he suddenly so strong?"

"It's Father...he's so biased!"

Lu Xuan walked slowly to him, looking down at his once arrogant older brother with an indifferent expression.

"Because true strength never comes from blaming others or the heavens, nor is it built up through such unorthodox methods."

"It's not that Father Emperor is biased, but... you are simply too weak."

Just as Lu Xuan was preparing to take action and put an end to this feud.

"Slap! Slap slap!"

A crisp, rhythmic clapping suddenly erupted from the depths of darkness without warning.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly mocking voice rang out.

"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!"

"Looks like you're not so great either, big brother."

"You couldn't even withstand one move from the third brother; you've truly disappointed me."

As the voice faded, a figure dressed in a brocade robe and holding a folding fan slowly emerged from the shadows.

It was actually... the Sixth Prince, Lu Ming.

Everyone present was stunned when they saw Lu Ming appear.

Even Wei Jiuqian, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Lin Ruofu, couldn't help but pause, and then his face turned extremely ugly.

"The Sixth Prince?!"

"Did you get involved in this mess too?"

Wei Jiuqian roared, his voice filled with disappointment and frustration, and loudly questioned:

"It's one thing for the Crown Prince to be confused, but you've actually gone mad along with him?"

"Besieging the Prince's residence is fratricide! It's rebellion! It's a capital offense!"

Faced with Wei Jiuqian's stern questioning, Lu Ming merely sneered, gently waving his folding fan, his face still bearing that signature fake smile.

He said slowly and deliberately, "Eunuch Wei, you are exaggerating."

"I'm just here to watch the show."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Lu Heng lying on the ground, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt.

"Tsk tsk tsk, boss, you really are a good-for-nothing."

"I thought you could at least cause some trouble for the third brother, but I didn't expect you to be so easily defeated."

"If it weren't for the third brother, with your pig brain, the throne would have been mine sooner or later."

Lu Heng was so angry that he trembled all over, but he didn't even have the strength to curse. He could only stare at Lu Ming with his eyes full of resentment.

Lu Ming ignored him.

Instead, she turned her gaze to Lu Xuan, her eyes turning icy cold in an instant.