Master of Heaven and Earth - Chapter 127 - The Grand Finale

The voice, empowered by magical power, resonated through the city walls, echoing throughout the entire Lansi tribe, including Shui Yunyao.

Shui Yunyao was under house arrest on the back mountain for cultivation when she heard Leng Yan’s sound transmission. Her eyes flew open. “Leng Yan? You’ve finally come for me, but no! You have to leave quickly; you can’t take them on!”

She rushed toward the cave entrance, but a mysterious force blocked her, sending her back into the cave again and again. In a frenzy, Shui Yunyao drew her sword and struck at the seal. She possessed the strength on par with a void profundity cultivator but still could not break through the seal.

It’s important to note that the Second Elder was at the cultivation level of void calamity.

Cultivators of void calamity have a profound understanding of space, and the trap laid by him is not something a mere half-step void profundity cultivator can break.

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Meanwhile, the arrogant rumors stirred the entire Lansi tribe, prompting a patrolling guard team to converge towards Leng Yan and his group.

Each guard team had two cultivators of the realm of defying the heavens and changing fate!

In an instant, Leng Yan and his companions were surrounded by over a dozen cultivators at that level, along with dozens of cultivators of the heaven and earth dharma form.

“If words won’t suffice, then let’s battle,” Leng Yan chuckled lightly.

The opponents exchanged glances. “Attack!” they commanded, and over a dozen cultivators of defying the heavens and changing fate charged toward Leng Yan and his group!

Crisis had struck!

However, the four individuals Leng Yan brought with him were no weaklings. Although they were only at the realm of heaven and earth dharma form, their strength was already comparable to that of cultivators who could defy the heavens and change fate.

Not to mention Xuelan and Leng Yan, both of whom were exceptional talents of their time. Particularly Leng Yan, after mastering the minimalist way, employed simple yet cunning moves, wielding the Immortal-Slaying Sword like a dragon dancing among the several experts in the realm of defying the heavens and changing fate. He could now engage several opponents effortlessly.

In a moment, Leng Yan and his group seemed evenly matched against their foes.

The other members of the Lansi tribe decided to end things quickly and prepared to join forces, ready to swiftly suppress the invaders.

As additional cultivators of the heaven and earth dharma form joined the fight, Leng Yan quickly sound transmitted to his group. Upon hearing, they promptly dodged back several paces, allowing Leng Yan to soar into the sky.

Leng Yan quickly formed hand seals, and the Demon Mixing Technique surged wildly within him. Suddenly, five colorful beams of light appeared before him, each possessing terrifying power.

Then, Leng Yan brought his hands together, causing the five beams to fuse into one. A white glow flickered in his hands as he thrust them forward, unleashing a rain of swords!

This was the fusion of the five elements, manifested in the form of a sword rain! Each strike of the sword rain was a lethal attack, plunging toward the guards of the Lansi tribe with such speed that they had no chance to react, and were directly struck.

A tremendous explosion erupted before him as Leng Yan stood with his hands behind his back, watching the vast crater where nothing remained, saying nothing.

With a wave of his hand, he pulled the soul of a cultivator trying to escape and imprisoned it.

“You dare?!” A thunderous voice exploded, forcing Leng Yan to retreat several paces. Yet, he still collected the scattered souls right before their eyes.

The Third Elder’s face flushed red as he witnessed his kin’s souls being captured. “I will tear you to pieces!!”

“Heh, is there really no one among the younger generation of the Lansi tribe? Sending a void profundity freak to bully a cultivator of the heaven and earth dharma form is truly laughable,” Leng Yan scoffed.

“Today, I, Leng Yan, challenge the Lansi tribe. You may feel free to send anyone to fight, including this ancient relic in front of me,” he proclaimed arrogantly, casting a provocative glance at the Third Elder.

“Third Brother, step back.” A Purple Robed Elder emerged from the city gate, speaking to the Third Elder.

The Third Elder shot a fierce glance at Leng Yan but reluctantly retreated.

“Leng Yan, you’re quite clever to realize that the Lansi tribe values its reputation. But do you really think we won’t dare to move against you?” the Purple Robed Elder said calmly, revealing no emotion.

“Heh, you want to fight? If not, spare me your nonsense,” the Purple Robed Elder raised an eyebrow, aware that he was at the level of void tribulation, one of the top fighting forces in the world, and no one dared to speak to him like that.

The elder squinted at the arrogant young man before him for a long while before bursting into laughter. “Hahaha.” But then he quickly wiped the smile off his face.

“Chu Ming, let’s see how he handles you,” the Purple Robed Elder said.

“Understood.” Before he was seen, his voice was heard, and as soon as he finished speaking, a young man in a plain robe shot out from the city walls, stopping not far from Leng Yan. He was at the late stage of defying the heavens and changing fate!

“I’m here to learn from you,” Chu Ming cupped his hands in salute.

However, Leng Yan did not respond. Instead, he took immediate action!

He needed to end this quickly; he wanted the Lansi tribe to see that he had the capability to negotiate with them on equal footing!

With a swift motion, he drew the Immortal-Slaying Sword, pushed off the ground with his right leg, and soared into the air, instantly appearing before Chu Ming, slashing down with his sword.

Chu Ming reacted swiftly, retreating explosively to dodge the simple yet terrifying strike.

Then, he opened his right hand, and a green bamboo flute appeared in his grasp. He placed the flute to his lips and began to play, a melodious tune resonating from it. However, following that pleasant melody was a sharp wave of sonic attack!

The sound transformed into a wave of sword energy that raced directly toward Leng Yan’s face! It was too fast to avoid!

He could only raise the Immortal-Slaying Sword to block it, standing it horizontally in front of him. Bang! Bang! Bang! Three waves of sword energy forced Leng Yan to retreat step by step. As expected of a genius from the Lansi tribe, his strength was at least at the heaven peering realm!

Against anyone else, Chu Ming would be certain of victory, but today, he was up against Leng Yan!

Leng Yan harnessed the power of thunder and lightning, moving at the speed of light to appear beside Chu Ming. It was too fast for him to react, and he slashed down with his sword.

The bamboo flute blocked the lethal strike, shattering into two!

Although the strike from the Immortal-Slaying Sword was momentarily impeded, its power was significantly reduced, veering from its original trajectory and still managed to slice a half-meter-long gash across Chu Ming’s right arm.

“You have successfully provoked me,” Chu Ming muttered softly, pushing Leng Yan away with a palm to create some distance between them.

His face began to contort, his body swelled, tearing through his clothing until a three-meter-tall humanoid gorilla appeared before him.

Chu Ming actually possessed a beast-like transformation technique-he was a Blood Rage Black Gorilla!

Leng Yan did not dare to take this lightly. He crushed five primordial spirit elixirs, quickly recovering some of his vital energy.

“Wow, after all that, you’re still just a beast?” Leng Yan quipped while he restored his energy.

Chu Ming was thoroughly enraged. He hammered his chest and let out a roar before charging toward Leng Yan with a speed at least five times that of before.

However, in front of Leng Yan, who was using the power of thunder and lightning, it was still too slow!

Leng Yan easily dodged Chu Ming’s transformed charge, then stepped down, planting his foot firmly on Chu Ming’s left shoulder.

Boom! A massive shockwave exploded outward from their center, radiating into the surroundings.

Chu Ming’s body trembled violently as he was slammed down, creating a large crater in the ground!

But he reacted quickly, grabbing hold of Leng Yan’s legs with both hands and attempting to throw him to the ground.

Caught off guard, Leng Yan was thrown down heavily, crashing onto the ground. Seizing the opportunity, Chu Ming leaped high into the air and came crashing down toward Leng Yan with great force.

Still dazed from the previous impact, Leng Yan wasn’t fully aware of what was happening before being hit hard again. Fortunately, his body had been tempered by the essence blood of the Dragon Emperor and thunder tribulation, making both his flesh and bones incredibly strong. For an ordinary person, this would have been enough to shatter them completely.

However, he was indeed feeling dizzy. Leng Yan bit his tongue to regain his focus and utilized the power of thunder and lightning again, narrowly avoiding Chu Ming’s deadly strike.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Leng Yan coldly laughed, “Done? Now it’s my turn.”

With that, Leng Yan suddenly soared into the air, reaching a height equal to that of the Lansi tribe’s city, and raised the Immortal-Slaying Sword, channeling the spiritual power within him.

After a brief moment of charging, he slashed down with the Immortal-Slaying Sword.

“Earth and Heaven Sword!”

This attack once again used the power of thunder and lightning, but this time it only harnessed the speed of thunder. Therefore, Chu Ming had no way to evade; he could only brace himself to take it.

However, he didn’t completely withstand it. After a brief moment of resistance, the earth-shattering sword struck through Chu Ming’s body, causing his form to disintegrate!

Afterward, Leng Yan reached out his right hand to grasp Chu Ming’s fleeing soul, but was unexpectedly outpaced by the Purple Robed Elder, who shielded the soul within his grasp.

“What’s wrong? Can’t wait to make a move?” Leng Yan sneered, mocking him.

The Purple Robed Elder did not respond to Leng Yan. Instead, he took out an elixir and administered it into the form of Chu Ming, temporarily stabilizing his soul.

“I have to admit, you’re quite strong,” the Purple Robed Elder said, looking at Leng Yan with a slow smile.

“Among the younger generation of the Lansi tribe, Yunyao is foremost, and Chu Ming is second. So you could say you have defeated all of our tribe’s younger generations,” the Purple Robed Elder continued.

Leng Yan remained silent, calmly gazing at the Purple Robed Elder.

“But with over a thousand cultivators of the Lansi tribe who have defied the heavens and changed their fate, how can you, a mere Leng Yan, stand in our way?” the Purple Robed Elder threatened.

“Then let’s give it a try,” Leng Yan replied with a cold grin.

Those accompanying Leng Yan soon gathered beside him.

The Purple Robed Elder locked his gaze onto Leng Yan, remaining silent for a long time.

“Do you have the guts? Our Lansi tribe has three cultivators at the heaven peering realm, the Third Brother at the void profundity realm, and the Second Brother at the void calamity realm, while I am in the void tribulation realm,” the Purple Robed Elder eventually spoke.

“You are welcome to give it a go,” Leng Yan replied with a mocking smile.

“Older Brother! This kid is too arrogant; please allow me to eliminate him!” the Second Elder beside them said, his teeth grinding in frustration, too impatient even to use sound transmission.

“Do not act rashly! He still holds the souls of our Lansi tribe’s cultivators. This kid could offer their souls as a sacrifice, causing his strength to surge!” the Grand Elder promptly advised the Second Elder through sound transmission.

In just a few months, Leng Yan had progressed from the Unification Mirror to the heaven and earth dharma form, and his combat power could rival those in the realm of defying the heavens and changing fate, without the slightest instability in his realm. Such a prodigy, especially with his connection to Yunyao, could turn out to be a great asset for the Lansi tribe.

If they nurtured Leng Yan, in due time, no one would dare to challenge the Lansi tribe!

With his mind made up, the Grand Elder’s expression softened.

However, conceding like this felt somewhat beneath him.

Thus, the Grand Elder silently observed Leng Yan, who returned the gaze, and they stared at each other for a moment.

After a long while, unable to discern what the old man was thinking, Leng Yan spoke first: “How about I return these souls to you? In exchange, you let me take Yunyao away?”

At Leng Yan’s words, the Grand Elder hastily replied in a manner that was almost comical.

“Sure, that’s no problem, but you can’t take her right now; you’ll have to stay with us in the Lansi tribe for a while longer!”

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The cultivators of the Lansi tribe present were left stunned, processing what had just transpired.

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After a significant amount of time had passed, Leng Yan and Yunyao finally reunited.

“Leng Yan! Are you okay? Did they give you a hard time?” Yunyao exclaimed, tears welling up in her eyes as she worriedly asked.

“Of course they did, but I conquered them with my strength,” Leng Yan shamelessly replied.

Everyone: ???

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Shui Yunyao and Xuelan became each other’s partners, both taking Leng Yan as their husband. As for Dongfang Caiyun, true to her nature, she departed to other star realms, ultimately becoming a renowned assassin.

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