Starting as a Son-in-law to Establish an immortal Family

The red-haired figure broke free from the constraints of the formation, its massive, flaming hand smashing onto the chessboard formation, causing Lingfeng Immortal’s blood and qi to surge. His face turned pale.

“Demonic path seeks death! Tiger Divine Transformation!”

Venerable Huxiao, who had just been struck into a deep pit by the red-haired figure, leaped upward once again.

His face was pale, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth—clearly, he hadn’t fared well from the earlier attack.

But given the present situation, he knew he had to stabilize the battlefield.

With a thunderous roar, his massive and towering body grew even larger, and a spectral white tiger coiled around him. Above the sky dome, the Third-Rank White Tiger roared mightily, merging with him.

“Shit, looks like the Four Great Immortal Sects really messed up.”

“It’s true; often walking by the river, there’s no way your shoes stay dry.”

Lu Changsheng watched this unfold and immediately realized the Four Great Immortal Sects had overstepped.

If it were merely two Demon Path Nascent Souls, the problem wouldn’t be too severe.

But that red-haired figure? Even the combined efforts of Lingfeng Immortal, Venerable Huxiao, Chu Qingyi, and the Luoxia Sect’s Nascent Soul might not be enough to counter it.

“And besides, there might be other demonic path Nascent Souls mixed in here!”

Lu Changsheng strongly suspected that among the crowd of cultivators, aside from Nangong Mili, there were other Demon Path Nascent Souls hiding.

These Nascent Souls, however, might genuinely be here for the secret realm, unconnected to the earlier pair.

“Swoosh!”

At this moment, a handsome young man suddenly attacked Lu Changsheng.

A torrent of magical power, like a spirit snake, coiled toward him.

“Hmm!?”

Lu Changsheng’s eyes narrowed slightly as his purple flying shuttle shot into the air. He cast a talisman in his hand, neutralizing the magic power, and feigned ignorance, asking, “Daoist, may I know how I’ve offended you?”

“Hmph!”

The young man merely snorted coldly, continuing his assault on Lu Changsheng.

His attack was initially a probe, but as his aura intensified, Nascent Soul-level magical power surged outward in an overwhelming wave.

“Shit, another Nascent Soul Immortal!”

“Damn it, why are there so many Nascent Souls!”

“Run, hurry!”

“Wait, isn’t that Lu Changsheng from Bihu Mountain? Did he offend this Nascent Soul Immortal?”

The surrounding cultivators saw this and turned pale, scrambling to get away to avoid being dragged into the conflict.

Among those retreating, a few cultivators from the Qingyun Region who knew of Lu Changsheng stared with disbelief and surprise.

Someone like Jin Zan, seeing the situation, felt a rush of excitement and hope, silently wishing for Lu Changsheng to be killed by the Nascent Soul Immortal.

“Since you want to play, then I’ll humor you.”

Lu Changsheng saw through the young man’s disguise as Nangong Mili, laughing faintly in his heart.

He retrieved and activated a Third-Rank Escape Talisman from his storage ring, transforming into a streak of light that shot away in another direction.

“Hmph, trying to flee!”

Nangong Mili snorted lightly and rushed after Lu Changsheng, her figure also becoming a streak of light headed in his direction.

Using the Misty Sky Bead to keep her true identity concealed, she didn’t unleash her full strength, opting to remain at the Initial Stage of Core Formation in cultivation and magical power.

But even so, her power was more than sufficient to deal with Lu Changsheng.

However, she remained cautious despite her superiority.

During her year in Jiang Country, she’d been keeping tabs on Lu Changsheng’s information, knowing full well he was far from ordinary!

“What!? Is that a Third-Rank Talisman!?”

Someone witnessed Lu Changsheng’s action and cried out in surprise.

Third-Rank Talismans were known to be rare and precious, and Lu Changsheng’s use of one in a dire situation seemed extremely lavish to those observing.

“Even though this Mountain Lord Lu is a Third-Rank Talisman Master, escaping the pursuit of a Nascent Soul Immortal is no simple feat.”

“A Third-Rank Talisman Master could hold their own against a False Core Immortal to some extent, but against a Nascent Soul Immortal? It’s definitely a dead-end!”

“This Mountain Lord Lu is quite something; to think he’d manage to provoke a Nascent Soul Immortal.”

Not daring to linger further, the watching crowd frantically rushed toward the secret realm’s exit.

Moments later.