C6 Recognize My Identity

"My dantian is destroyed!"

"Senior, have mercy! I was blind to your greatness, please forgive me!"

Screams echoed intermittently before fading away, leaving a trail of lifeless bodies.

Lu Yu showed no restraint, unleashing lethal blows with each attack.

These people sought his life, so he saw no reason to extend mercy.

They could only blame themselves for pledging loyalty to the wrong master.

In an instant, the tide turned. The formidable array crumbled, and the once fierce Houtian ninth-level masters were systematically dismantled by Lu Yu.

To Lu Yu, their impressive techniques were riddled with openings.

More often than not, a single punch from Lu Yu would disrupt their moves, some even finding themselves unable to muster any true qi after a blow to the gut.

Emerging from the grand formation, Lu Yu was an unstoppable force, a wolf among sheep.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The sound of bodies hitting the ground followed one after another as the postnatal elites fell silent in defeat.

The advisors stood in stunned silence. Who was this formidable warrior, and how could he be so formidable?

King Wei, still clutching his wine cup, attempted to maintain his composure as he addressed Lu Yu, "I don't recall ever crossing a man of your caliber. Just who might you be?"

"Don't recall?" Lu Yu savored the irony of the question. "You dare target my Marquis Yongping Mansion, yet you claim ignorance of my identity?"

Marquis Yongping Mansion!

King Wei's pupils constricted sharply. It had never occurred to him that such a formidable expert would be linked to the Marquis Yongping Mansion.

He was a scoundrel known for his misdeeds, but not without intellect. He made it a point to investigate his adversaries before striking.

Minor families were beneath his concern, easily manipulated at his whim.

But he would never dare provoke a family guarded by a Xiantian expert.

His bold move against the Marquis Yongping Mansion was predicated on the belief that the Lu Family's sole Xiantian, Lu Kaishan of Yongping, was away in the Northern Lands, far from home.

Another reason King Wei was so sure of himself was his conviction that Lu Kaishan would not return this time. He had absolute faith in his sources.

The only noteworthy member of the Lu Family left was the one he had abducted—General Lu Lengshuang of the Dragon Martial Army.

But something was amiss.

A sudden realization struck King Wei, a detail he had previously missed.

The youth before him was remarkably young, and there was a striking resemblance to Lu Lengshuang in the arch of his brows.

Could it be?

"You... you're Lu Kaishan's son, Lu Yu!" King Wei exclaimed, his voice quivering as he pointed at Lu Yu.

A smile, rare and chilling, spread across Lu Yu's stoic face. "Good. Now that you recognize me, you won't be a confused spirit on your descent to the underworld."

This couldn't be!

How could this be Lu Yu?!

The son of Yongping, Lu Kaishan, was notoriously simple-minded, a fact even the Imperial Physician could attest to!

Seventeen years old and barely at the first level of the Houtian Realm—how could he be the formidable warrior standing before him now?

As King Wei stood there, dumbfounded, Lu Yu sprang into action!

King Wei's voice turned to a high-pitched scream as he saw Lu Yu charge, "No, no! I never laid a hand on your sister. Take her and go!"

"Too late!" Lu Yu bellowed, his palm emanating a swirling black Dragon Qi.

King Wei shrieked, "Someone stop him!"

Regrettably, all the Houtian experts who had been at King Wei's side were now slain by Lu Yu.

What remained were a bunch of ineffectual advisors, good for nothing but bad advice, and at this critical juncture, they were too petrified to step forward.

Just then, a stern voice pierced the calm sky, "Hold your hand!"