Void Supreme

"So... what just happened?" Inside the inn, Lu Yang and his companions looked at each other in bewilderment. In the blink of an eye, the colors of their surroundings had abruptly darkened. Pushing open the window, they found the streets outside were the exact same. Lu Yang extended his divine sense to examine nearby objects; neither material nor density showed any change whatsoever. The shift in color seemed to serve no other purpose than to inform them that some unknown transformation had occurred. "Fairy, do you know what's going on?" The Immortal Fairy sensed the surroundings carefully. "Mm, you've probably been pulled into another space. It's a dimension entirely under someone's private control. The whole city has been dragged in here, severed from all contact with the outside world." "Anyone left outside will probably just see the original Chunjiang City vanish, leaving behind only a massive crater in the ground." "It feels like the power of some rudimentary Dao fruit, though it's not one that ever appeared in antiquity. I haven't seen it before either." Lu Yang was speechless. *Where did another half-immortal pop out from?* "Old Lu, what's the situation? What did the immortal say?" Meng Jingzhou asked Lu Yang in a whisper. "We're in huge trouble." Suddenly, a ripple of power surged from afar. "It's coming from the dungeons!" Lu Yang's senses were the sharpest. "Let's go check it out." "Benefactresses, please remain here. We shall return shortly." *** "The Void Realm?" Venerable Yiqi gripped his treasure gourd, staring fixedly at the phantom figure. According to historical records, toward the end of the Great Yu Dynasty, the world was plunged into chaos as rival factions vied for supremacy. Before the Jiang and Meng clans had fully risen, there had been one formidable power that stood an exceptionally high chance of winning the realm. That was the greatest sect of the late Great Yu: the Void Sect. The founding patriarch had been a half-immortal known as the Void Supreme. Unfortunately, the Void Sect proved no match for the rising Jiang and Meng clans. It was wiped out by their combined forces, and the Void Supreme's whereabouts had remained unknown ever since. The Void Supreme's rudimentary Dao fruit was called the Void Realm rudimentary Dao fruit—a rudimentary Dao fruit capable of creating an entirely new dimension. Its power was to forcibly drag people into this new space. As for what would happen once inside, ancient records offered no details. This brand-new space was known as the "Void Realm." "You are the Void Supreme?" The slender, pitch-black figure sounded slightly surprised. "Oh? To think someone still remembers me." "From what I've seen, books on the market contain no mention of me. It appears the higher-ups of your Great Xia have access to internal archives." Now that his identity had been recognized, the slender figure no longer concealed his true appearance. The pitch-black substance sloughed off in layers, revealing a handsome countenance. "Jiang Ping'an founded Great Xia upon the bedrock of national destiny, and national destiny rests upon stability and prosperity. Nothing shakes stability quite like an assassin organization." Jiang Ping'an had been the first Emperor Xia. The Void Supreme sighed with a touch of regret. "Unfortunately, your Great Xia keeps too tight a leash. I couldn't find a suitable assassin guild, so I had no choice but to seek one among ancient cultivators—and happened upon this Dark Night Pavilion." "Now I can seize this opportunity to take in the Dark Night Pavilion and eliminate a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator of Great Xia like you!" "Arrogant boast!" Venerable Yiqi uncorked his treasure gourd. An endless stream of purple qi surged forth like a bolt of silk, shooting violently toward the Void Supreme. This was the Innate Primordial Qi he had cultivated since childhood. Soft, it could form chains to bind foes; hard, it could cleave mountains, part seas, and shatter space itself. The Void Supreme hopped lightly backward, evading the blow. Venerable Yiqi felt a pang of disappointment. That strike had merely been a feint against the Void Supreme; its true purpose had been to tear open the spatial fabric, breach the Void Realm, and escape. Alas, true to being the product of a rudimentary Dao fruit, the Void Realm was not something innate purple qi could break. Sensing the Void Realm tremble slightly, the Void Supreme gave a cold sneer. "To think innate purple qi possessed such power. Condensing innate genuine qi to return to simplicity and truth—the Qi Refinement path's cultivation methods are truly extraordinary. Unfortunately, your lineage ends here today." Had he been careless for even an instant, that innate purple qi might genuinely have injured him. The Void Supreme pondered for a moment, then flicked his finger, shattering the shackles and cages confining the members of the Dark Night Pavilion. "Kill freely throughout the city. Scatter his attention." The members of the Dark Night Pavilion felt as if granted an imperial pardon. Who would dare defy the order of an almighty half-immortal? Besides, who among those in an assassin organization didn't relish killing? Venerable Yiqi flew into a rage. "You dare?! By the rule established here: [None of the Dark Night Pavilion may move!]" The anticipated restraint did not manifest; the Dark Night Pavilion assassins moved completely unhindered. "Wipe them out!" City Lord Liu roared as the constables sprang into action. Against these assassins, the commoners were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter, utterly defenseless. "Did I give you permission to move?" the Void Supreme said lazily. With a mere thought, an enormous black cage sealed City Lord Liu and the others inside. Venerable Yiqi's face darkened so heavily water could practically drip from it. He had completely failed to see how the Void Supreme conjured that black cage. Watching the battle, the Immortal Fairy suddenly saw the light. "I see! This place is this half-immortal's home turf. Rules don't work here, and he can create things out of nothing purely through thought. That's his ability within the Void Realm." "The Void Realm is his domain. Inside it, he can conjure and reshape whatever he wants. It feels pretty much like a dreamscape." Lu Yang hurriedly sent a voice transmission to Venerable Yiqi: *Venerable, rules are useless here! His ability likely allows creation from nothing through thought alone. We will take care of intercepting the Dark Night Pavilion!* Venerable Yiqi hadn't expected Lu Yang to be here. Lu Yang and his two companions made their move without hesitation, intercepting the Dark Night Pavilion assassins. "A mere three Nascent Soul cultivators dare stand in our way?!" The vice pavilion master of the Dark Night Pavilion, Ye Xiao's Dao protector, sneered and reached out with a massive hand. *Smack.* Another large hand appeared out of thin air, blocking the vice pavilion master. "Leave this one to me!" A figure flew out from the city. It was one of the three experts who had originally ambushed the vice pavilion master. Everything after the successful ambush had not been his responsibility, so he had simply been vacationing in Chunjiang City—never expecting to run into this mess. Although he was stronger than the vice pavilion master, he was not powerful enough to decide the outcome instantly. "They're just three Nascent Soul cultivators. Attack together!" The Nascent Soul assassins of the Dark Night Pavilion paid Lu Yang's group no heed. A sixteen-foot golden body rose from the ground, swatting a Nascent Soul assassin to death with a single palm strike, leaving behind a pile of mangled debris. Meng Jingzhou unleashed the Three Heads and Six Arms divine ability, charging into the throng of assassins and sweeping through them like an unstoppable tide. An assassin tried to launch a sneak attack from behind, only to find his dagger could not even pierce Meng Jingzhou's skin. "Sword-Washing Pool, come!" Lu Yang let out a low shout. The Sword-Washing Pool flew out from his storage ring, crashing directly into a Nascent Soul assassin and crushing him to death. Shaking off the water from the Sword-Washing Pool, two long swords flew to Lu Yang's sides like guardian protectors. "Clone!" Lu Yang produced a wood clone. With one holding the Green Blade Sword and the other wielding the Dark Moon Sword, the dual swords joined forces. Dazzling sword qi plowed through the earth, cutting the assassins into scattered pieces. The surviving assassins were chilled to the marrow—these three weren't ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators at all!