The wind howled along the way, and the surrounding air was thrown into disarray, clearly showing his urgent desire to escape.

Seeing Wo Jiu ready to flee, Lu Xuan’s eyes narrowed instantly, revealing a flash of purple light.

In a split second, the void above Wo Jiu’s head suddenly distorted and collapsed mysteriously.

Immediately, a giant hand, enveloped in raging purple flames, descended upon Wo Jiu with the overwhelming force of a landslide.

"Trying to run?"

Lu Xuan snorted coldly; those few words, though brief, carried an infinite deterrent force, echoing around Wo Jiu like thunder exploding on flat ground.

In an instant, Wo Jiu was completely suppressed by an irresistible power of heaven and earth.

The force was so heavy that it felt as if the entire firmament was pressing down, seemingly intent on crushing Wo Jiu inch by inch, grinding him into dust.

Wo Jiu’s legs trembled slightly under the heavy pressure. Even as he exerted all his might, he barely managed to stand firmly, with every muscle tensed from exertion.

Wo Jiu swiftly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot and filled with fear and despair.

He stared fixedly at the giant purple flame hand above, which carried intense heat.

"No!"

Wo Jiu roared, his voice brimming with unwillingness and hopelessness. Beneath this devastating power, his struggle seemed so insignificant.

"Ancestor, save me!"

Wo Jiu shouted hoarsely, hoping that Ancestor Wo Sheng could help him in this critical moment.

Just as Wo Jiu’s cry for help faded, Wo Sheng seemed to have a sudden insight into Wo Jiu’s predicament.

In the next instant, a completely black staff began to tremble inexplicably.

Soon after, the dark and profound body of the staff started emanating strange and eerie black light, with symbols of heaven and earth looming faintly.

Suddenly, a muffled roar emanated from deep within the staff.

And at that moment, a black tide with seemingly autonomous awareness surged forth from the staff with overwhelming force.

The tide churned and sprayed droplets of inky water, each exuding a chilling coldness, quickly saturating the air with a terrifying aura.

The tide was as viscous as ink, rolling and roaring, as if it contained endless venom and power.

In the blink of an eye, this black tide, carrying a destructive momentum.

Like an arrow released from a bowstring, it surged wildly towards Lu Xuan’s giant purple flame hand, formed by the power of his Primordial Spirit.

Its speed was extreme, crossing the distance between them almost in the blink of an eye.

Wherever the black tide passed, space was turbulently disturbed, causing severe ripples to spread.

The once-stable void seemed overwhelmed, emitting faint "zzzz" sounds, as if on the brink of shattering.

Under the relentless assault of the black tide, the fiercely burning giant purple flame hand that Lu Xuan had formed was instantly submerged.

The intensely hot purple flames, under the impact of the black tide, dwindled like candle flames in the wind, powerless to resist, and quickly vanished.

Below, Wo Jiu keenly sensed that the terrifying force akin to Mount Tai pressing down had quietly dissipated.

Narrowly escaping, Wo Jiu’s face was full of post-crisis relief.

Not daring to linger for a moment, he frantically fled forward without even looking back, wishing only that he had more legs to run.

At that moment, Wo Jiu had only one thought in mind: to get as far away from this terrifying place as possible.

Especially Lu Xuan, this young but terrifyingly skilled junior, had become a lingering nightmare in Wo Jiu’s mind.

In Wo Jiu’s view, Lu Xuan was extremely dangerous.

If given the choice, Wo Jiu would rather never see Lu Xuan again in this lifetime.

Even catching a glimpse of Lu Xuan from afar would send shivers down Wo Jiu’s spine.

Because this reckless madman named Lu Xuan is truly capable of killing him!

As Wo Jiu scrambled blindly and fled into the distance without a second thought.

A subtle and almost imperceptible wisp of purple energy flashed past like a ghost from behind him.

That purple energy, swift as lightning, vanished in a flash, detectable only by those with the sharpest senses.

Lu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his dark black robe billowing in the wind, his expression calm, and his gaze deep as he looked into the distance.

Wo Jiu’s figure quickly vanished into the horizon, while Lu Xuan quietly gazed at him.

For a long time, Lu Xuan ultimately chose not to strike again, seemingly allowing Wo Jiu to leave.

Lu Xuan’s expression remained unchanged, and his calm eyes seemed to hide unknown thoughts, as if everything was under his control.

The reason Lu Xuan no longer paid attention to Wo Jiu was that his focus was entirely drawn to Wo Sheng in midair.

"This is truly delightful!"

Lu Xuan muttered to himself, a gleam of determination flashing in his eyes.

Of course, don’t misunderstand, Lu Xuan had no interest in Wo Sheng’s Primordial Spirit shadow.

What Lu Xuan was fixated on, naturally, was the mysterious black staff in front of Wo Sheng.

Celestial artifact!

It was one of the things Lu Xuan most wanted to obtain, the celestial artifact!

In Lu Xuan’s eyes, this black staff was definitely not inferior to the Wen Family ancestor Wen Fengyuan’s Seven-Striped Moon Artifact Vast Ruler.

Comparatively, from just now, it could be seen that this artifact’s power is on par with the Vast Ruler’s Power of Heaven and Earth, evenly matched!

With this in mind, Lu Xuan’s hands, which were originally behind his back, slowly unclenched.

Lu Xuan’s expression sharpened as he glared at Wo Sheng, suddenly shouting in anger:

"How dare you!"

"Old fool, how dare you obstruct the Director’s capture of the criminal who assaulted Deputy Director Mu Yun. What crime should you face?!"

Lu Xuan’s questioning caused turbulent sound waves to rage in the air, making the surrounding air buzz.

"Hmph, Lu Xuan, stop posturing in front of me!"

Wo Sheng snorted coldly, full of disdain in his eyes, "Don’t use such pompous words to suppress me."

The next second, the atmosphere around Wo Sheng’s Primordial Spirit shadow suddenly surged, and the turbulent power of heaven and earth transformed into a storm sweeping around.

"No need for idle talk, let’s see whose skills prevail in a real fight!"

Wo Sheng said, staring intently at Lu Xuan, seemingly wanting to test his true strength.

This Bone-Eroding Staff was the seven-striped moon-level celestial artifact Wo Sheng obtained after breaking through to the Divine Mansion Realm back in the day.

With the power of origin from the Bone-Eroding Staff, his Primordial Spirit shadow could infinitely approach the strength of Divine Mansion Realm Perfection.

Today, Wo Sheng intended to investigate whether this Lu Xuan truly achieved Divine Mansion Realm Perfection.

In his eyes, if Lu Xuan really was like this, then he posed a significant threat.

Wo Sheng contemplated silently, if in reality Lu Xuan had reached Divine Mansion Realm Perfection, then he absolutely could not be spared.

If left unchecked, over time, he would become a major threat. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

At that time, Wo Sheng planned to immediately notify those few families, and unite various forces.

Take advantage of this Lu Xuan’s unstable foundation, quickly uproot this danger.

Lu Xuan was too lazy to argue with Wo Sheng. Suddenly, his eyes flashed with purple light, like two purple blazing suns rising.

"Leave that staff behind!"

The moment Lu Xuan’s voice fell, a scene unfolded that shocked Wo Sheng.

A giant purple flame hand that could cover the sky instantly formed outside the black sky.

Then, the giant purple flame hand, with unstoppable momentum, broke through the black sky.

Next, the giant purple flame hand, carrying destructive force, directly rushed at Wo Sheng’s Primordial Spirit shadow.

The vast power within the giant purple flame hand caused the surrounding space to warp and deform.

Wo Sheng’s Primordial Spirit shadow was just about to make a move but found he couldn’t react in time.

In midair, the five fingers of the giant purple flame hand suddenly clenched, tightly gripping Wo Sheng’s Primordial Spirit shadow.

A slight "crackling" sound was heard, and Wo Sheng’s Primordial Spirit shadow, enveloped by the giant purple flame hand, instantly turned into specks of starlight, disappearing between heaven and earth.

Now, Lu Xuan was invincible beneath the Void Realm.

A mere Primordial Spirit shadow, infinitely close to Divine Mansion Realm Perfection, was just a trivial matter!