Peerless Taoist

They suddenly had a bad feeling. They looked in the direction of the Heaven Pool and felt a bit scared.    

    

"Contact the Saint Envoy!" An Ice Realm expert made a prompt decision and began to communicate with the black-robed person.    

    

However, he tried several times, but no one answered his voice transmission.    

    

"Who are you looking for?" A cold voice came from behind the Ice Realm expert.    

    

The expert was shocked and quickly turned around, only to see Lu Yu standing behind him.    

    

This was the last scene he had seen in his life.    

    

Lu Yu appeared behind him. He pressed his palm and casted the Soul Searching Technique.    

    

He had mastered all the memories of the past.    

    

"A small marten from the same tribe, to actually help ancient demon plunder the lives of mortals, you're courting death!" A cold light flashed across Lu Yu's eyes.    

    

Killing in the cultivation world was a common thing.    

    

However, killing unarmed mortals was a serious crime!    

    

Lu Yu saw from these memories that these cultivators used magic to slaughter a mortal city. Then, they harvested souls and sent them into magic treasures before offering them to the ancient demon.    

    

Almost all the sects in the entire Ice Domain had become the vassal of the ancient demon.    

    

"Die!" A powerful force erupted from Lu Yu's palm. It flowed through the man's meridians and cut off his life force.    

    

A Mid soul Realm warrior died on the spot!    

    

The other Ice Realm expert was shocked. He turned around and ran! There was only one thought in his mind right now, and that was to escape this place as soon as possible.    

    

"Can you escape!?" Lu Yu shouted out explosively, and struck out in the direction that he had left in from afar with his palm.    

    

Boom!    

    

Following a loud sound, a powerful force swept across the sky and blocked the expert from the Ice Realm in midair. It directly penetrated through him!    

    

The Ice Realm expert did not even have the chance to scream before he was directly shattered by the force, blood splattering everywhere.    

    

The Ice Realm cultivators were all stunned on the spot and did not know what to do.    

    

Who was this person who suddenly appeared in front of them?    

    

"Get lost!" Lu Yu's eyes lit up, and his energy spread out in all directions.    

    

A powerful pressure enveloped every single cultivator of the Ice Domain. All of the Ice Domain cultivators who were previously showing off their power suddenly spat out blood from their mouths, and started to retreat.    

    

The burly man was in the middle of fighting with Mo Dongqing. Suddenly, an explosive sound rang out in his ears, and his entire body fell to the ground.    

    

"This pressure is even stronger than that of a Saint Envoy! No, even the most powerful Saint's Emissary I've ever seen can't compare to that pressure. Could it be that he's a Paragon?! "    

    

The burly man shivered, and couldn't help but shrink his head back and flee.    

    

However, before he could get very far, another muffled boom echoed out from inside of him.    

    

This muffled sound was accompanied by a thunderous aura, and it instantly destroyed his heart meridian's magical power.    

    

"Paragon, spare me!" The boorish man begged with a sharp voice, but his voice became more and more hoarse. In the end, countless black smoke came out of his mouth, and he fell heavily to the ground.    

    

In almost the time for a breath, the boorish man turned into a pile of flying ash. Only his bones remained on the spot.    

    

Seeing this, the other Ice Realm cultivators didn't dare to stay any longer and left one after another.    

    

In just an instant, the Ling Mountain Sect regained its peace.    

    

This was the current Ling Mountain Sect, with broken walls and dead bodies everywhere. It was no longer as magnificent as before.    

    

Lu Yu walked slowly to Mo Dongqing. At this moment, Mo Dongqing was lying in a deep pit, on the verge of death.    

    

"Cough cough... Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist." Mo Dongqing coughed and the oil lamp dried up.    

    

Lu Yu said lightly, "No need to thank me. You also borrowed my Heavenly Lake to recover your magic power."    

    

Lu Yu took out another medicine from his pocket and slapped it into Mo Dongqing's body.    

    

"This can be considered as your reward."    

    

Mo Dongqing's originally dim gaze followed the medicine into his body. Suddenly, a bright light flashed in his eyes. "Psychic medicine!"