Chapter 111: I Am the Strongest Foundation Establishment!

Inside the Lu Mansion.

While everyone was still reeling from the shock of Lu Yi’s death, Wang Ran had already taken a step forward, his gaze growing cold as it fixed on the head of the Lu family.

“I’ve told you, from the start—do you not understand human speech, or are you just pretending to be deaf and mute?” Wang Ran’s voice carried a hint of impatience, his palm swirling with a frenzied surge of spiritual power that danced along his fiery armor.

The Lu family head’s expression shifted at these words. Gritting his teeth, he suddenly let out a fierce roar.

“Damn you! You dare to bully me so brazenly? Do you really think I’m afraid of you?”

Suddenly, violent winds whipped through the sky, thunder cracking overhead as the Lu family head gathered his spiritual energy. His aura exploded forth as he swiftly formed a hand seal, stepping onto the void itself. From the thunderclouds above, he drew forth a long sword glowing with blue light, crackling with bolts of lightning.

“Today, I sacrifice fifty years of my lifespan to borrow the power of the heavens for but a moment—just so you can witness the might of a Golden Core cultivator!” At that moment, Lu Hengyuan was struck by lightning but received no injury, as if he had become one with the thunder. Yet, his once youthful black hair gradually turned snow-white at the tips, and wrinkles crept around his eyes.

Sacrificing lifespan, borrowing heavenly might to strike down the enemy!

Witnessing this astounding spectacle in the sky, Wang Ran’s expression suddenly grew grave.

It is said that the Golden Core realm is as vast as the sea, its power inscrutable, capable of communing with heaven and earth and transcending the mortal body. Today, Wang Ran finally witnessed the true power of the Golden Core.

This power was utterly different from that of the Queen Sky Demon Bee. Although the bee queen also possessed Golden Core cultivation, it did not commune with the forces of heaven and earth, relying instead on brute demonic energy to resist foes.

Human cultivators, however, with an indomitable spirit and unwavering will, can comprehend the meaning of heaven and earth and borrow their power.

Even sacrificing fifty years of life for a single moment of strength was enough to greatly enhance Lu Hengyuan’s power.

“Haha, you little beast! It’s too late now to beg for mercy on your knees. I will tear you limb from limb, forge your body into a spiritual artifact, and cast your soul into the Soul Sea of the Soul State, where it will suffer eternal torment to ease the hatred in my heart!”

Lu Hengyuan’s hair tumbled wildly as he laughed toward the heavens. Lightning flickered in his hand, the blue sword crackling with electric arcs as he struck fiercely toward Wang Ran.

“Talk big all you want!” Wang Ran snorted coldly, his gaze icy as he glanced toward the horizon. Instantly, an invisible but overwhelming aura surged forth, shaking the entire world, including the lightning sword, which faltered midair. In that critical instant, Wang Ran unleashed all his spiritual power, briefly soaring toward the heavens. The divine technique of the Bright Clan of Central Continent manifested countless blades of radiant light, colliding headlong with the lightning sword.

Boom!

A deafening explosion echoed across the sky, spiritual energy rippling in all directions. Even the thunderclouds were swept away by this overwhelming force. The scene at the epicenter was magnificent beyond description.

The spiritual energy unleashed by this strike was so immense that, centered on the Lu Mansion, much of East Extreme City could clearly see it, causing many astonished people to look up in disbelief.

Yao Jianjia and the young Yao family disciple, who had been watching the battlefield intently, quickly turned their eyes skyward. Sitting atop a giant black brush, they were shielded by a curtain of spiritual energy, keeping them safe from the impact.

“Cousin, do you think big brother will be alright?” the young disciple asked anxiously.

“Don’t worry. He’s not someone to act without confidence,” Yao Jianjia soothed, though her heart was not so certain. She had not seen Wang Ran for a long time and had no clear sense of how much his strength had grown. Deep inside, her worry remained tightly clenched.

As the smoke gradually cleared in the sky, two figures appeared, standing at opposite ends of the horizon.

On the far left stood the Lu family head, still disheveled and wild-haired. It was unclear if he had been injured, but the glow of the lightning sword in his hand had dimmed somewhat.

Opposite him, floating in the sky, was Wang Ran, his hair equally disheveled and his robes torn. His chest rose and fell steadily as he squinted at his adversary.

Though Wang Ran had not suffered a grievous wound from the clash, his internal organs churned from the shock. Indeed, the power of a Golden Core cultivator was not to be underestimated.

Yet he remained unflustered, knowing that Lu Hengyuan’s injuries were at least as severe as his own. In a direct clash, the one on the losing end was clearly Lu Hengyuan.

Moreover, Wang Ran’s Eternal Life Indestructible Technique was healing his wounds, granting him stamina and constitution far beyond that of an ordinary Golden Core cultivator. Over time, Lu Hengyuan was certain to falter.

Confident and unafraid, Wang Ran snorted coldly and, once again blurring into afterimages, surged forward to engage Lu Hengyuan in close combat. As their hands swung, bursts of spiritual energy exploded like rolling thunder.

After several breaths, Lu Hengyuan spat a mouthful of blood, while Wang Ran, though pale, remained vigorous in his attacks, driving Lu Hengyuan backward step by step.

“Damn it! Is this man mad? How can his spiritual power be endless?” Lu Hengyuan cursed inwardly. He felt as though he was no longer fighting a human cultivator but a monstrous beast from primordial times. Both the opponent’s physical body and spiritual energy were terrifying.

He had never seen such strength in any Foundation Establishment cultivator before!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three thunderous blows rang out, Lu Hengyuan spewed blood once more. The other Lu family disciples paled and gritted their teeth, mounting their swords to rush into the sky in a desperate attempt to halt Wang Ran’s assault.

But how could these ordinary disciples stand against Wang Ran? He barely acknowledged their magical attacks, enduring them with his body while launching a renewed offensive against Lu Hengyuan.

The endless radiant blades he wielded emitted spiritual power that swept aside many Lu family disciples along the way, then pierced toward Lu Hengyuan.

Boom! Boom!

After dozens of rounds, Lu Hengyuan again coughed up blood, roaring in disbelief.

“Below the Golden Core, we are but ants! But I don’t understand—how can you possess such power? I refuse to accept this!”

Lu Hengyuan was truly at a loss. He was a proud Golden Core cultivator, yet he was being crushed by a mere Foundation Establishment prodigy. Despite the Lu family’s many disciples attacking alongside him, he was hunted down like a beaten stray dog.

The Golden Core realm was said to be transcendent, the domain of heroes who could found sects and establish clans. Below it were mere ants—this was the unchanging law of the cultivation world.

Yet why... why did this youth possess such overwhelming power?

Faced with the seemingly deranged Lu family head, Wang Ran’s eyes suddenly narrowed as he spoke proudly.

“Golden Core cultivators can indeed dominate a region, but there are differences even among them! You are merely a low-tier Golden Core, a frog in a well. There are countless prodigies like me, Foundation Establishment at the peak, who can slay you easily across this continent!”

Though Wang Ran had not yet grasped the mysteries of the Golden Core realm, he knew that the Lu family head was nothing more than an ordinary Golden Core cultivator within the vast multiverse. Even now, borrowing a spark of heavenly lightning, his displayed power was still inferior to the projection of Ling Tianchen. The chasm between them was immense.

Wang Ran, however, was different. With ten stars of enlightenment, a life-nurturing cultivation method that defied heaven’s way, and countless top-tier spells, he was, by far, the strongest Foundation Establishment cultivator on the entire continent.

Slaying an ordinary Golden Core cultivator from a higher realm was a mere trifle for him!

“No… no way!” Lu Hengyuan muttered in disbelief after hearing Wang Ran’s words. But Wang Ran gave him no chance to question his fate, vanishing into afterimages as he pursued relentlessly.

Seeing Wang Ran raise his sword in pursuit, Lu Hengyuan’s face flickered with fear. He shouted and turned to flee, no longer stopping to fight.

Thus, an incredible scene unfolded high above East Extreme City: a Golden Core cultivator was being chased and routed like a cowardly dog by a Foundation Establishment youth, screaming in despair.

This spectacle left countless cultivators in East Extreme utterly dumbfounded.