Start flat, cut off the wife of the five-star empress

Then, the golden giant opened his hands, clasped his five fingers, and reached out to grab Zhao Yunshan.

"Boom~~~"

A golden world appeared out of nowhere, instantly enveloping Zhao Yunshan.

Although Zhao Yunshan was a half-step emperor, many times more powerful than some low-level emperors, it was a pity that he encountered an emperor's soul.

"This...what is this thing? So strong!!!"

An extremely dangerous aura enveloped his entire body, making it difficult for Zhao Yunshan to breathe. This force was beyond his ability to endure.

"Bang Bang~~"

He tried his best to mobilize the true energy in his body, trying to break free from this golden world and escape, but it was useless. The golden world was extremely solid and completely contrary to common sense.

At this time, he finally understood why the head of the Yang family asked them to come and help.

"Boom!"

Zhao Yunshan frantically mobilized the true energy in his Dantian, trying to break through this golden world, but the outcome was destined to make him despair. This golden world was extremely tough. Even for some nine-star emperors, it was extremely difficult to break through its defense, let alone an eight-star emperor.

"Boom~~"

Finally, in that desperate look, the golden world suddenly retracted and directly suppressed Zhao Yunshan, leaving him no chance to resist.

“Ah, spare my life, spare my life…” Zhao Yunshan’s shrill wail came from the golden world.

at this time……

"Whoosh!"

Four streams of light cut through the void, flashed away, and fell into the golden world.

It was none other than the Lu family’s ancestor—Lu Yuan, Lu Wenyuan, and Lu Qingyang, the three supreme elders of the Lu family.

As a powerful ninth-grade mid-level martial marquis, how could they be missing from the battle of the Yang family? Don't forget that the ancestor of the Yang family, Yang Zhan, is not only a sixth-grade peak alchemist, but also a genuine ninth-grade early-stage martial marquis.

Yang Zhan, the ancestor of the Yang family, can be said to be the only true ninth-rank martial marquis in the Yang family besides Yang Zhan.

However, the ancestor of the Lu family did not take action personally, because Yang Zhan was a powerful warrior in the early stage of the ninth rank.

Moreover, he is a leader among the martial kings. Although their Lu family is not weak, they are still inferior to Yang Zhan. If Yang Zhan comes in person.

The outcome is still unknown, but if Lu Wenyuan, Lu Qingyang, three veteran ninth-grade early-stage martial kings, come together, the result will be different.

If these four powerful men join forces, even a ninth-grade mid-stage Martial Marquis could barely fight back, let alone a Martial Lord who had just entered the ninth-grade early stage.

"Boom~"

As soon as Lu Yuan and the others came in, the golden world immediately collapsed. Zhao Yunshan was thrown out and fell to the ground in a mess. At this moment, Zhao Yunshan was covered in blood, and countless bones were broken. He looked extremely miserable.

“Ah~ Father, help me…” Zhao Yunshan wailed hysterically.

next moment……

“Pada~” Zhao Yunshan fell to his knees and begged bitterly, “Grandfather, please let me go. I was wrong. I really know I was wrong.”

He didn't want to die here. Yang Zhan was an early ninth-grade martial marquis, while he was at most a seven-star emperor. The gap between them was not just a few times.

…………

“Hmph! If I let you go, who will let my grandson go?” A gray-haired old man dressed in black, with a sinister and terrifying aura and murderous aura, suddenly appeared beside Zhao Yunshan and snorted coldly.

He is Lu Yuan’s son - Lu Wenyuan, the great-uncle of Yang Fan, the son of Yang Zhan, Lu Yuan’s nephew, and Yang Fan’s cousin.

"Lu Wenyuan, you...how could you have broken through to the early ninth level?" Feeling the terrifying aura fluctuations from Lu Wenyuan, Zhao Yunshan's eyes widened in shock.

You have to know that Lu Wenyuan, the ancestor of the Lu family, is only a seven-star emperor. He still has a long way to go before he can become a ninth-grade early emperor. But now...

Not long after that, he actually entered the ranks of the ninth-grade early martial lord.

“Hahaha… I have long been a seven-star peak emperor, but due to my limited aptitude, I have yet to attain the emperor realm. And our ancestor has been practicing in seclusion, so he asked me to protect the Yang family and our Lu family’s descendants on his behalf.” Lu Wenyuan smiled and raised his head, with a hint of arrogance visible in his eyes.

“Seven-Star Emperor!!!” Upon hearing Lu Wenyuan’s words, everyone in the Yang family gasped. Now that Lu Wenyuan has successfully become a Ninth-Rank Emperor, there is no need to worry about the safety of the Yang family. Even against the four great families, they have a good chance of winning.

next moment…

The figure of Yang Zhan, the ancestor of the Yang family, flashed and appeared beside Yang Fan, and said excitedly, "Fan'er, congratulations!!!"

"Dad, I'm fine. You don't have to be so polite." Yang Fan shook his head and said.

He was only lucky enough to be promoted to the eight-star emperor, but he was still far from the nine-star emperor.

Moreover, his cultivation was not as simple as Yang Zhan had imagined. This time, it was only with the help of the cave left by the ancestors of the Lu family that he was able to achieve the status of an eight-star emperor. Otherwise, even with so many resources to assist him, without a year or two of hard training, there would be basically no hope of entering the realm of an eight-star emperor.

"Hehe... Fan'er, you kid." Yang Zhan chuckled, but did not bother Yang Fan with this question.

"Dad, what about those rebels?" Yang Fan's face suddenly turned cold.

……

Lu Yuan was in a vast forest, with trees towering into the sky, and bits of sunlight shining through the branches and leaves, twinkling like stars. His black battle robe fluttered in the wind, and he exuded an air of majesty and fearlessness.

In his hand, he held a long sword that shone with silver light. The sword seemed to contain infinite power, reflecting his pride in having just broken through to the early ninth-grade martial king.

However, monsters frequently appeared around, roaring and screaming one after another, as if this forest had become a paradise for monsters. They were like provoked beasts, with fierce light flashing in their eyes, and their sharp claws and fangs reflecting a cold luster in the sun.

The huge demon wolves, the cunning demon foxes, and even the sturdy demon bears all gathered around Lu Yuan, as if they sensed the oppressive aura from him and wanted to challenge this new strong man.

"Ouch——" A huge demon wolf pounced first, its ferocious teeth flashing coldly, and rushed straight to Lu Yuan's face. Lu Yuan dodged sideways, and the sword flashed, and the long sword drew an arc and hit the demon wolf's abdomen. Blood splashed out instantly and sprinkled on his battle robe.

The demon wolf howled miserably. The intense pain made it unable to fight anymore. It fell directly to the ground, its life gradually fading away.

"Come again!" A cold light flashed in Lu Yuan's eyes, and then he shouted loudly, and his sword was as powerful as a rainbow, slashing at the monsters that were rushing forward.

The monsters seemed to sense his anger and took a few steps back, but were soon driven back and rushed forward madly. (End of this chapter)