After Lu Tianming killed Yun Fei, he swiftly left the imposing hall filled with a chilling atmosphere.
As soon as he stepped out of the hall, he was surrounded by a cacophony of voices. Outside, a large number of Yun Family Disciples had gathered, their expressions varied, yet they were all unaware of Yun Fei's death. In their eyes, Lu Tianming's appearance was undoubtedly that of prey. They mistakenly believed that he had fled in a panic from the pursuit of Yun Fei and Zhang Yi.
Without any warning, various attacks poured down on Lu Tianming like a torrential storm. However, in the face of this overwhelming assault, Lu Tianming appeared remarkably composed. He stood still, his figure unmoving, only slightly narrowing his eyes, exuding an indescribable aura of authority and coldness.
As a half-step Emperor, he seemed like a deity looking down upon these insignificant beings from the Feng Hou Realm. With a casual wave of his hand, the ferocious attacks that had once seemed so threatening dissipated as if they had encountered an invisible barrier. His movements appeared effortless but contained boundless power.
Under his control, the attacks from the Yun Family Disciples were nothing more than child's play, posing no threat whatsoever. Faced with such a formidable Lu Tianming, fear and despair began to seep into the eyes of the Yun Family Disciples as they started to retreat, terrified of becoming the next victim to be crushed by him.
Yet, Lu Tianming did not pursue them further. He merely cast a cold glance around at the Yun Family Disciples and slowly spoke: "Yun Fei is dead. If you dare to obstruct me again, I will kill you without mercy."
His words struck like thunder in the ears of the Yun Family Disciples, instantly waking them up from their daze. Under Lu Tianming's piercing gaze, they hurriedly parted ways, allowing him to stride forward unhindered.
As Lu Tianming gazed at the Yun Family Disciples before him, he felt no inclination to kill. He understood well that the relationships among the major powers in the Southern Region were intricate and far from harmonious. With Yun Fei as the backbone of the Yun Family gone, their situation was dire.
He realized that rather than wasting time on these insignificant beings, it would be more beneficial to explore the secret realm. Within that realm lay countless opportunities that could slip away in an instant. Gaining strength meant acquiring legacies from the secret realm.
In the future Northern Region, he could boast about it to his master Ye Xingchen. A surge of indescribable ambition welled up within Lu Tianming's heart.
As he continued onward through this uncharted territory, figures gradually emerged on the distant horizon.
Notably, the majority of the team was composed of women, with only a few men mixed in, seemingly serving as mere embellishments.
At the forefront of this group were two women, each possessing a distinct aura that was impossible to overlook. One of them had her hair tied in a ponytail that swayed gently with her movements, adding a touch of liveliness and charm to her presence. However, when she gripped the Divine Spear, the chilling aura emanating from its tip sent an involuntary shiver through the air, as if it could freeze everything around her.
The other woman was clad in fitted attire, her posture upright and exuding a sense of composure and competence with every gesture. This woman was none other than Xue Qingyu of the Xue Family; her presence undoubtedly added considerable strength to the team.
As Xue Qingyu and her companions drew closer, Lu Tianming could clearly see that among them were several formidable Kings, and there was even one who had reached the Half-Step Emperor level. Judging by his aura, he seemed to be on par with Lu Tianming himself.
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