The Lu Immortal Mansion.
The backyard.
The Great Elder of the Lu Family, who had previously materialized his form in the void, was now sitting cross-legged in the courtyard.
At this mont, a solemn expression adorned the Great Elder’s weathered face.
His fingers were interlocked, as if he were calculating so divine secret. Behind him stood a figure, looking slightly anxious, seemingly waiting for sothing.
This man bore a striking resemblance to Lu Shangxing, though his temples were threaded with a few more strands of white hair, and his eyes held a deeper world-weariness.
This man was none other than the current Family Head of the Lu Family, Lu Baichuan.
He had co here to ask the Great Elder to divine the whereabouts of his son, Lu Shangxing. How could he have disappeared without a trace?
In front of the two n was a chessboard.
The Great Elder’s palm moved slightly, and the chess pieces on the board seed to co to life, autonomously circulating, displaying all sorts of exquisite and unparalleled variations.
A mont later, the Great Elder stopped his hand movents, his brows furrowing.
"Hmm?"
In the next instant, he suddenly raised his head, his gaze turning towards the chessboard.
His eyes revealed disbelief.
BUZZ.
The chessboard vibrated, and suddenly one of the chess pieces CRACKED, splitting into two halves.
"How could..."
The Great Elder’s gaze froze. It seed he had not expected this outco.
"Great Elder, what... what does this an?" Lu Baichuan, seeing this, hurriedly asked.
Even though he did not understand this thod of divination, the situation before him was clearly very wrong.
After learning of Lu Shangxing’s disappearance, he had rushed over without stopping. Perhaps it was the bond between father and son; he had felt a sense of foreboding all day.
The Great Elder suddenly sighed. After a slight pause, he said in a hoarse voice, "Dead."
He had been searching for Lu Shangxing’s divination signs all this ti.
This chessboard was like the stars in the sky, and Lu Shangxing could be considered one of them.
He had found the star that belonged to Lu Shangxing.
But in the end, it shattered.
The aning was obvious.
"What! Dead?" Lu Baichuan was imdiately taken aback upon hearing this.
His own son, Lu Shangxing, was dead? How could this be possible! He had expected bad news, but he had never imagined the news would be this devastating!
"Dead." The Great Elder nodded heavily, his tone sowhat dejected.
This result... even he found it difficult to accept. Lu Shangxing was also the junior he favored most.
"Dead... dead..."
Upon receiving the Great Elder’s confirmation, Lu Baichuan felt as if all strength had instantly drained from his body.
He had never even contemplated that Lu Shangxing could die. His Lu Family hadn’t offended anyone. Why would anyone want to kill Lu Shangxing? Everyone knew he was the heir of the Lu Family, the future Family Head. To kill Lu Shangxing was to make an irreconcilable enemy of the Lu Family.
"Who, who dares to kill the Kylin of my Lu Family!" Lu Baichuan roared furiously, his eyes flashing with ferocity.
His aura surged violently into the sky!
Lu Shangxing embodied all his hopes; he had invested substantial resources in nurturing him from a young age.
And now, he had died suddenly, without reason?
"Baichuan, it is all destiny." The Great Elder did not answer. Instead, he raised his hand to suppress Lu Baichuan’s aura.
He cultivated the path of fate.
With his cultivation, he naturally understood the terror of the karmic cycle.
The stronger one’s cultivation, the more one feared it.
These days, unless absolutely necessary, he generally avoided intervening, fearing entanglent in karma. Even when drawn into disputes, he typically acted as a diator.
"Great Elder, this matter cannot be left like this!" Lu Baichuan’s eyes blazed with raging fury.
"Baichuan, listen to : slaughter cos with a price." The Great Elder still shook his head and said, "The Slaughter Path is indeed powerful, but ultimately, it cannot compare to the mysteries of fate. Listen to this ti."
"Great Elder, are you trying to break my resolve! I am not like you; I cultivate the Slaughter Path!" Lu Baichuan’s eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, then he said coldly, "Since the Great Elder is unwilling to speak, I will find out for myself."
BOOM!
An overwhelming aura of slaughter radiated from him, enveloping his surroundings.
SIZZLE! SIZZLE!
The items in this courtyard rapidly disintegrated under this imnse power.
Even the surrounding space was torn by that terrifying power, forming nurous rifts.
If an ordinary cultivator were to encounter such might, they would likely die on the spot.
"Baichuan, you..." The Great Elder raised his hand, hesitated slightly, then said, "So be it, so be it."
He knew that if he let Lu Baichuan act on his own, it might provoke even more trouble.
The next mont,
a pair of withered hands waved gently towards the chessboard in front of him.
His fingers fluttered up and down, rapidly forming one spell seal after another.
All the chess pieces rose high, hovering in mid-air, and began to shine like stars.
Amidst the buzzing vibration of the chessboard, all the chess pieces clattered down, returning to their positions on the board.
BUZZ!
A strange tremor emanated from the chessboard.
In an instant, all the chess pieces turned to ash.
Astonishingly, this black and white dust moved as though alive, beginning to swirl in an orderly fashion.
The Great Elder had his eyes tightly closed, his hands seeming to channel an imnse power, transforming the black and white dust into a dium for divining heavenly secrets.
Above the chessboard, faint images began to erge.
The Great Elder suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint within them. His face then flushed crimson.
Lu Baichuan stared intently, but the images on the chessboard were extrely blurry; he could not make them out clearly.
"Soone has shielded the heavenly secrets..." The corners of the Great Elder’s mouth began to bleed, his expression filled with imnse shock.
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