"Ah, the Ancestor is gone, the Ancestor suddenly vanished!"
"What happened? What exactly happened?"
"The Ancestor was perfectly fine, how could he have been taken away?"
After a brief silence, the entire Three Lives Sect descended into chaos, its members scurrying about like ants on a hot pan.
"Quickly, find out what’s going on!"
The sect leader of the Three Lives Sect roared, his voice cracking from the strain.
The Ancestor had been snatched away by a hand that appeared out of thin air—this was no small matter.
In the void of space, Zheng Wu shrieked in terror, his buttocks clenched in fear.
The icy hand pressed against his neck sent chills down his spine.
Meanwhile, at the Dark Shadow Island teleportation point.
Sun Li had just been using his own sect’s Ancestor—a powerhouse at the Fusion Dao Realm—to threaten Lu Benwei, when suddenly, the void beside Lu Benwei tore open.
A familiar figure was then flung out like a helpless chick, clutched by the neck in Lu Benwei’s grip.
When Sun Li widened his eyes and recognized the person being tossed out, his throat emitted a sound akin to a duck being strangled.
The scream left his voice hoarse.
The one being dragged out like a pitiful chick was none other than his own sect’s Ancestor.
Sun Li felt his scalp explode with terror.
Fear consumed his entire body.
His legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees without thinking.
At this point, it was impossible not to realize that Lu Benwei’s strength far exceeded anything he could have imagined.
He had tried to threaten Lu Benwei with his Ancestor, only for the man to tear through the void and pluck the Ancestor straight from the heart of the Three Lives Sect. Such power was beyond anything a mere Fusion Dao Realm cultivator could possess.
"Weren’t you just threatening me?"
Lu Benwei stared at him with an expressionless face, his voice devoid of emotion as he spoke coolly, "Now I’ve brought your Ancestor right here. Let’s see just how powerful he really is."
With that, Lu Benwei loosened his grip.
Zheng Wu was dropped onto the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
In this short span of time, Zheng Wu had experienced far too much.
One moment, he had been proudly proclaiming his sect’s eternal glory—the next, he was dragged here like a prisoner.
One moment, he had lamented the loneliness of being invincible—the next, he felt his very soul quivering in fear.
Life was truly unfair.
But as a seasoned survivor who had lived tens of thousands of years, weathered countless storms, and crawled out from piles of corpses, Zheng Wu instantly pieced together the situation from just those few words.
It seemed that this Elder Sun Li had picked a fight with someone, lost, and then dragged his name into it.
His eyes flickered, and he suddenly shouted, "Nonsense!"
"Who the hell said I’m his Ancestor?"
"These traitors were expelled from the Three Lives Sect long ago—they’re no longer part of our sect!"
Then, with a thunderous thud, he dropped to his knees, tears welling in his eyes as he gazed up at Lu Benwei with an awestruck expression.
"This junior pays respects to the mighty and magnificent senior! Thank you, senior, for dealing with these sect traitors on my behalf."
"If not for your presence, these rebels would have surely committed unspeakable atrocities!"
Having said that, Zheng Wu promptly kowtowed three times to Lu Benwei.
Sun Li and the others, already reeling from Lu Benwei’s display of power, were left dumbstruck.
Was this really their unyielding, indomitable Three Lives Ancestor?
Had he just sold them out in the blink of an eye?
Meanwhile, Lu Benwei curled his lips in amusement, eyeing Zheng Wu with interest.
"What did you just say? Say it again."
Zheng Wu blinked in confusion. "Thank you, senior, for helping me deal with these traitors?"
Lu Benwei shook his head.
Zheng Wu hesitated, then tried again, "If not for senior’s intervention, these traitors would have surely committed unforgivable crimes?"
Lu Benwei shook his head once more.
"Paying respects to the mighty and magnificent senior?" Zheng Wu ventured cautiously.
Lu Benwei drew out the sound, his face showing a pleased expression.
Realizing he had struck a chord, Zheng Wu quickly caught on and immediately kowtowed again.
"Senior, forgive this junior’s inadequate words!"
"Having never met you before, I was overwhelmed by your awe-inspiring presence. The sheer dominance radiating from your every movement filled me with such reverence that I could only clumsily describe you as ‘mighty and magnificent.’"
"My literary skills are lacking, and I find myself unable to fully express the depth of my admiration for you."
"From the moment I first laid eyes on you, my reverence has surged like an endless river, unstoppable as the heavens’ deluge. A single word from you is worth ten thousand years of solitary study. Surveying all the legends of past and present, none compare to you! To meet you today is the greatest honor of my life. When I return to the Three Lives Sect, I shall have your portrait enshrined for generations of disciples to worship."
"And of course, I must also thank my ancestors—who knows what virtuous deeds they performed in their lifetimes to grant me the fortune of standing before you today."
With that, Zheng Wu broke into sobs, tears streaming down his face as he gazed at Lu Benwei with fanatical devotion.