Three Grandmasters.

From the time they entered the field to defend against the enemy to their total defeat, everything happened in less than two minutes.

Many spectators hadn't even processed what had occurred.

They saw three genuine Grandmaster powerhouses fly out like punctured balls under the assault of the handsome young man at the foot of the steps, acclaimed as the "Evil Emperor of the current Evil Martial Association."

No Evil Energy Fluctuation was emitted during the process, nor was there any earth-shattering collision of techniques. The entire affair was as plain as tossing three small pebbles into a rushing river, splashing up three insignificant sprays of water, and then… everything quickly subsided.

"Uh…"

Before the crowd could react with shock, they saw Lu Yuan on the stone steps shatter dozens of them beneath his feet. He launched into the air like a dark cloud, swooping down toward the three-tiered high platform.

BOOM!

As Lu Yuan landed, a large area of spider-web-like cracks spread from beneath his feet, and a shockwave of air radiated outwards, stirring up a gale on the platform.

Several Grandmasters standing close to him turned pale with fright at the impact of his landing and subconsciously retreated.

"What are you afraid of?" A smile touched Lu Yuan's lips as he shook his head at the retreating Grandmasters. "I don't eat people."

As he finished speaking, the ground beneath Lu Yuan's feet exploded. He vanished on the spot, only to abruptly reappear before another Grandmaster.

A robust, dark-golden hand, as stout as an elephant's foot, suddenly splayed open. Tearing through the air with a sound like rolling thunder, like an overshadowing dark cloud, it clawed toward the Grandmaster's face.

The latter watched as his Grandmaster Power Field was ripped apart layer by layer, like a foam board, under the massive hand.

His face changed drastically, and he retreated frantically, sending countless tables and chairs flying in his wake.

"How audacious!"

Seeing this, several other Grandmasters nearby sneered and rushed Lu Yuan together.

In a flash, over five Grandmasters attacked Lu Yuan simultaneously.

Their murderous intent, Power Fields, and auras intermingled, permeating the air. The Universe Qi surged like a colossal wave, crashing ferociously toward Lu Yuan.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK—

Lu Yuan felt the aura he projected continuously compressed and diminished, as immense pressure weighed down heavily on his shoulders.

"The Five Elders have decreed!" At this moment, a high-pitched voice echoed across the platform. "Whoever takes this man's head shall receive three Longevity Pills!"

With those words, another BOOM! BOOM! resounded as seven or eight powerful auras erupted from the high platform.

Lu Yuan caught a glimpse of figures rushing toward him from the corner of his eye, then felt the pressure around him instantly multiply severalfold.

Attacks came from all directions. Even before they reached him, the surging murderous intent pressed against his body, causing it to creak under the unbearable weight.

More than ten Grandmasters attacked him simultaneously.

Every attack contained the will, power, and skills honed over a lifetime by a Pure Martial ceiling-level Fighter.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have been crushed into a bloody pulp.

Although Lu Yuan's physique was robust, under this unprecedented pressure, his advancing momentum was finally halted.

At this moment, he felt as if he were trapped in the deep sea, surrounded by an indescribably terrifying pressure. He felt as if he had been encased in molten iron right where he stood.

But his eyes were growing brighter…

The Grandmaster Lu Yuan had previously attacked finally got a reprieve, a deadly intent now filling his face. He turned his retreat into an advance, clasping his palms together. A dazzling Universe Qi, sharp as an awl, shot from between them, aimed straight at Lu Yuan's brow.

"Qi Fusion: Kill!"

But Lu Yuan didn't even glance at this move.

He rapidly inhaled a deep breath.

CRACK! CRACK—

His physical body swiftly expanded, muscles bulging, veins protruding, and dark golden Martial God Strength coursed through his entire being.

He spread his hands flat and slowly raised them in an upward, supporting gesture.

At this moment, his Spiritual Power seethed like a boiling cauldron, rapidly integrating into his body, his qi and blood flowing like a great wheel. The circulation within his body seemed to be rapidly taking shape at a visible pace.

An inexplicable aura began to emanate from him…

"God Elephant Sect—Covering the Sea!"

ROAR!

A strange, low roar echoed in the void, like an elephant's trumpet mixed with a whale's song.

A majestic power gradually rose.

The dozen or so Grandmasters attacking Lu Yuan were horrified to discover that the deadly energy field, woven together by their combined might, was slowly being lifted by an indescribably vast power.

They couldn't even land their strikes; even their bodies began to "float."

RUMBLE—

The chaotic airflow stirred up a storm.

At the center of the dozen or so attacking Grandmasters, a burly figure, over two meters tall and wreathed in an invisible power field, slowly thrust a palm toward the sky. All the ambient power in this area seemed to be completely within his grasp.

The terrifying, wave-like pressure he was holding up was on the verge of toppling and reversing entirely.

To the dozen Grandmasters, it felt as if they were all desperately trying to press down on a plate. Yet, they couldn't hold it down. Instead, it seemed increasingly likely that the plate, along with all of them, was about to be flipped over!

"What kind of monster is this?!" a Grandmaster blurted out, his face grim.

Someone else wanted to scream the same thing.

"What kind of monster is this?!"

The Grandmaster who had clasped his palms, attempting to pierce Lu Yuan's brow, now had a contorted face, veins bulging on his forehead. But no matter how he mustered all his strength, his attack couldn't even break the skin of the man before him.

Faint, dark golden ripples spread from between his palms. His attack seemed to plunge into an incredibly viscous metal vortex, all its power neutralized and dissipated.

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