"Alas, one truly sees a person's heart over time. I trusted that scoundrel Ji Mo so much, only to find out he was just a fair-weather friend."
Lu Wukai clutched the peace charm Ji Mo had given him, so furious he wanted to tear it apart on the spot.
Giving him such a shoddy trinket was clearly an insult!
But then, he thought better of it, deciding to keep it as a warning to himself, a reminder not to trust others so easily in the future.
He had almost met his doom before due to misplacing his trust in a brother, and now he had fallen into the same trap again. From this day forward, he swore he would never trust anyone again, no matter what.
Lu Wukai was in low spirits, heading north aimlessly, pondering his next move.
After a while.
He sensed something was wrong. Twenty-odd streaks of light appeared in the sky, rapidly approaching.
"Could they be coming for me? Could they really be coming for me?"
Lu Wukai's heart skipped a beat. He peered into the distance and exclaimed, "Those are lackeys of Sun Zhi, that dog thief! They're here to hunt me down!"
"It's true that a tiger brought down to the plains is bullied by dogs. A bunch of Saint and Emperor realm cultivators dare to chase me?"
He was furious but helpless.
Currently, he could only exert the strength of the mid-stage Spirit Saint realm. Even if he fought desperately, he could at most temporarily unleash the power of an early-stage Spirit Emperor, which was nowhere near enough to deal with so many people.
Lu Wukai dared not hesitate. His spiritual power surged wildly within him as he unleashed his speed and fled.
However, due to the disparity in strength, the pursuers caught up in no time.
"Lu Wukai, where do you think you're going? This time next year will be your death anniversary."
A chilling voice echoed through the heavens. Among the pursuers, a red-haired Spirit Emperor sneered, his face filled with murderous intent.
"Sun Zhi, that villain, didn't come himself. With just you lot of trash, you dare to bark at me? Chase me further, and I'll be forced to show no mercy."
Lu Wukai retorted, his words sounding confident, but his escape speed increased.
"Lu Wukai, Lu Wukai, do you think you're still the same person you were? Stop pretending to be a big shot. With your current pathetic strength, I could kill you with a single slap."
The red-haired Spirit Emperor was immensely pleased.
Hunting down a former Immortal Lord realm powerhouse felt incredibly satisfying.
"Lu Wukai, you can't escape today. Surrender obediently and return with us to kneel and beg for mercy from Lord Sun. Perhaps, in remembrance of your past brotherhood, he might spare your dog life."
Another cultivator spoke, urging Lu Wukai to surrender.
"Sun Zhi, that ungrateful wretch betrayed me, stabbed me in the back, and seized my family's business. I will never forgive him."
Lu Wukai gritted his teeth.
For him to kneel and beg Sun Zhi was a pipe dream.
And given Sun Zhi's cunning and venomous nature, who had been relentlessly pursuing him for decades, how could he possibly spare him?
"Stubborn fool, then we'll just have to take your head back as tribute."
The red-haired Spirit Emperor took the lead, closing in, and raised a long saber.
This was a Dream-grade Emperor Armament. Under the infusion of the red-haired Spirit Emperor's spiritual power, it unleashed terrifying might.
Immediately, dozens of brilliant saber beams were unleashed, engulfing Lu Wukai.
Facing the fatal attack, Lu Wukai had no choice but to stop.
He decisively used a secret technique, unleashing his Emperor realm cultivation, and at the same time, quickly took out several defensive magical treasures, wrapping himself up tightly.
The area where Lu Wukai stood, within a thousand-meter radius, was razed to the ground. He himself was sent flying, crashing heavily into the mud, all his defensive magical treasures shattering into pieces.
The red-haired Spirit Emperor landed on the ground. The other twenty-eight cultivators had also arrived, surrounding Lu Wukai and cutting off all his escape routes.
Lu Wukai's face turned ashen, filled with unwillingness.
Was he truly going to die here today?
He felt immense hatred, but with his own strength, he couldn't possibly contend against so many of them.
"Lu, prepare to die."
The red-haired Spirit Emperor grinned menacingly, advancing step by step towards Lu Wukai, raising his long saber high, about to end his life.
The saber swung down, aimed at Lu Wukai's head.
*Bang!*
At the moment of life and death.
A beam of golden light shot out from Lu Wukai's chest, striking the long saber.
The Dream-grade long saber instantly turned into fragments.
The red-haired Spirit Emperor's face contorted in terror. The terrifying beam of golden light, undiminished, turned towards his face.
His head exploded like a watermelon.
A headshot!
Blood splattered all over Lu Wukai's face. He was stunned, not knowing what had happened.
"Everyone, attack together, kill him!"
Someone roared, decisively launching an attack.
Instantly, the remaining twenty-eight powerhouses struck almost simultaneously, various techniques and divine abilities surging like a tide.
A ball of golden light floated out from Lu Wukai's chest.
He looked closely and was stunned.
It was the peace charm, the ordinary-looking peace charm Ji Mo had given him.
At Lu Wukai's moment of peril, it finally unleashed its true power.
The peace charm cast a light curtain, blocking all incoming attacks and protecting Lu Wukai.
Then, it counterattacked.
The peace charm glowed with radiance, and several beams of golden light shot out.
The cultivators' heads exploded one after another. Even Spirit Emperors wearing defensive Emperor armor could not escape, their bodies pierced, killed instantly.
"This is an Immortal Spirit-grade magical treasure! Run!"
The remaining cultivators' livers and gallbladders were split, shouting as they fled.
But they couldn't escape at all.
The deadly golden beams were indestructible, continuously reaping lives.
Whether they were in the Saint realm or the Emperor realm, all were vulnerable, unable to resist. They either had their heads exploded or their bodies pierced, dying one by one.
If Ji Mo, that simpleton, saw this, he would surely exclaim, "Headshot, armor penetration, twenty-nine kills! You still have the nerve to say you're not cheating!"
Lu Wukai stared, dumbfounded, at the scene before him in disbelief.
A mere peace charm possessed such terrifying power; it was truly unimaginable.
Tears welled up in his eyes. "Brother Ji Mo, I was short-sighted. I thought you were stingy, but I never expected you to be so generous, gifting me an immortal artifact. From now on, you are my best brother, Old Lu!"
Lu Wukai was teary-eyed, filled with immense gratitude, and deeply remorseful for having misunderstood Ji Mo.
After slaughtering all the cultivators on the scene, the peace charm's light receded, returning to its ordinary appearance as it floated down from mid-air.
Lu Wukai caught it with both hands, examining it closely, finding it incredibly miraculous.
Then, he became arrogant.
"Sun Zhi, you bastard! Although I haven't recovered my cultivation, with this treasure my brother Ji Mo gave me, killing you is as easy as flipping my hand. Just you wait, I'll be back to take your dog life soon."
Lu Wukai was immensely pleased, carefully tucking the peace charm close to his person.
He failed to notice that many of the runes on the peace charm had faded.
This was actually a consumable item. Once all the runes on it disappeared, it would become completely ineffective.
Lu Wukai cleaned up the battlefield, letting out bursts of laughter from time to time.
These cultivators were all rich. This harvest had made him a fortune.
From then on, he no longer concealed his tracks, swaggering towards the Eastern Domain.
He intended to exact his revenge, kill his enemy with his own hands, and reclaim everything that was his.