Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

Luo Yu's series of maneuvers left everyone present stunned.

The beings of Soul Land gaped, unable to believe what they were witnessing.

Time and again, it seemed Luo Yu had been bested, left with no chance to turn the tables; yet each time, it was a ruse, and he'd quickly turn around and stab the other party.

"This..."

"What happened to honesty between people."

"That's just too cunning, no, too freaking awesome..."

Murmurs arose among the crowd, and experts like Qian Daoliu couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their mouths.

Yes, this is the taste.

It's the familiar Alliance Hierarch.

Bi Bidong and many beautiful ladies shone with admiration in their eyes, unable to help cheering for Luo Yu.

Because this tactic was played so beautifully.

Effortlessly, he had bested two Ancestral Realm experts.

The creatures of Soul Land cheered and leaped for joy, while the faces of the Ancestral Realm experts from other planes grew unsightly.

Because had they been in the same situation just now, upon self-reflection,

they had to admit, albeit reluctantly, that they too would have been stabbed in the end.

Now, their gaze towards Luo Yu changed, becoming solemn, as they shed their initial contempt and underestimation.

Had the Seventh Ancestor and Nine Ancestors met such a fate because the difference in strength was too great?

No, of course not.

Because from the very beginning, they hadn't taken Luo Yu seriously, considering this native insignificant.

After all, in the hearts of these Ancestral Realm experts, natives were no different from trash, just ants to be squashed at will.

Then, after witnessing the previous scene, they finally realized.

They were wrong, terribly wrong.

This was no native ant; if one were truly careless, the other party was a ferocious beast that preyed on others.

Didn't you see how the Seventh Ancestor was beheaded with one swing, his head still flying in the air, soaring high before plummeting to the ground?

Didn't you see how the Nine Ancestors was just now pierced with four swords, his physical body completely shattered?

Two top Ancestral Realm powerhouses beaten to such a state; if they continued to look down on this native youth, they might as well have lived their lives in vain.

"Ah!"

The severed head of the Seventh Ancestor, after a brief moment of confusion and daze, suddenly widened its eyes, releasing an angry roar.

He realized he had truly underestimated this boy, becoming careless for a moment and having his head chopped off.

"Boy, you deserve to die!"

The Seventh Ancestor's body and head swiftly moved towards the same direction, as an aura of death enveloped the heavens and the earth, providing cover for the merging body.

"Don't be afraid, Seventh Brother, I've got you!" The Nine Ancestors hadn't anticipated such a situation, truly believing he had gotten the upper hand over Luo Yu.

Confident that his own sneak attack would be something the native couldn't withstand,

he was relishing in his triumph when, unexpectedly, his companion's head was savagely chopped off?

This was just outrageous!

He almost didn't catch on in time.

"Can you really protect him?"

Luo Yu coolly observed it all, his body shaking with power, divine light bursting forth. A current of the rule of time flowed around him, expelling all the deathly aura from his back, leaving him without a scratch. His momentum instantly reached its peak.

Then with one hand, he formed a sword gesture, sending out Luxian, Juexian, and Xianxian—three Immortal Swords—as they flew forth, slashing the Nine Ancestors shrouded in black mist to one side.

In his other hand, he held the Slay-Immortal Sword.

Swinging the Slay-Immortal Sword forward, a bloody rift appeared in the sky and earth, the killing intent overwhelming, sweeping forth.

It split the Seventh Ancestor's head and body, dashing towards each other, in two—cleaving them in half.

"Seventh Brother!"

The Nine Ancestors, enraged, knocked the three Immortal Swords away. Instead of flying to the Seventh Ancestor's aid, he directly attacked Luo Yu.

To distract an enemy in order to save an ally, hoping to buy time for the Seventh Ancestor's self-healing.

"Idiot."

Luo Yu sneered coldly, why would he entangle with this wretch at this time, his foot stomped down, and the power of space flowed.

In an instant, he disappeared from the spot.

And reappeared above the severed limbs of the Seventh Ancestor.

The chopped body, wrapped in deathly aura, always maintained its vitality and was quickly healing.

Meanwhile, Luo Yu's eyes focused, a divine light flashed through, and as his wrist flickered, the Slay-Immortal Sword buzzed incessantly, and the killing aura boiled between heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

A blood-red beam of light was slashed out.

"Dammit!"

The Seventh Ancestor was furious but helpless.

Because he discovered something strange, there was a problem with the circulation of power throughout his body, and he couldn't mobilize the complete power of rules.

He barely formed a deathly aura shield, but the blood-red beam had already charged towards him.

"Boom—"

The explosion spread, immense in its intensity.

The shield of deathly aura shattered at the sound, and the blood-red beam, undiminished in power, directly bombarded the body of the Seventh Ancestor.

"Ahh!"

A scream spread.

To cultivate to the level of a Zu Jing Qiang Zhe, one's disposition was extremely resolute, yet now a series of screams were let out, as if enduring some inhumane torture.

The powerhouses of Soul Land clapped and cheered, while the other Ancestral Realm powerhouses felt a chill in their bones and grew more wary of Luo Yu.

"Won't you help?" The Nine Ancestors, after all, were not in their peak state, reduced to only a shell condensed from deathly aura, now only barely resisting the three Godly Swords, becoming more frightened as the battle continued, more afraid as they fought; this was indeed the Ancestral Realm, how could a native possibly possess such strength?

It was beyond comprehension.

"Don't worry, they won't help you."

Luo Yu's mouth curved upwards, brimming with confidence.

Because he knew that the other Ancestral Realm beings had no reason to save the two of them, who were neither friends nor kin, and they likely even wished for their deaths.

Moreover, the strength Luo Yu had displayed now was inscrutable to the others, who were probably taking this opportunity to observe and guess his real capability.

He had already calculated all these outcomes, demonstrating his true strategic combat wisdom.

With a cold snort,

His left hand formed a sword seal, driving the three Godly Swords to evolve countless sword shadows, relentlessly assaulting the Nine Ancestors.

His right hand traced the Slay-Immortal, sketching out sword patterns in the void, within which seemed to ripple endless sword lights, completely dismembering the Seventh Ancestor, destroying his grievously wounded body.

Just then, a dark light exploded within the sword shadows, unleashing a force that exceeded that of the Ancestral Realm.

"Swish!"

A dark shadow wielding the Ghostly Banner fluttered forcefully, shooting out rapidly from within, and in an instant, it snatched away the Nine Ancestors' body turned into black mist.

"Old Nine."

"No time for love or war, go!"

"Trying to escape?"

Luo Yu chuckled coldly, aiming at the void, delivering a strike with his sword.

The Slay-Immortal touched the Ghostly Banner and felt as if it had fallen into a deadly swamp, encountering a majestic and terrifying force.

"Clang!"

Luo Yu took a step back in the void, while the Seventh Ancestor took advantage of the moment to flee the battlefield with the Nine Ancestors, rushing into the distance under the cover of the Ghostly Banner.

"Boy, very good, you've done well, we will definitely return."

The voice of the Seventh Ancestor was like that of a vengeful ghost, filled with endless hatred, as if wanting to devour his flesh and drink his blood.

Luo Yu didn't forcefully pursue them, partly because he had felt the terrifying power contained in that banner, and partly because there were other enemies to face.

After all, although he had driven off two, there were still ten Ancestral Realm powerhouses here.

And these ten Ancestral Realm powerhouses definitely wouldn't be as careless and complacent as the Seventh and Ninth Ancestors, giving him no opportunities to exploit.

They had become wary of him…