Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 927: Chapter 927: Ancestor of Ghost Cultivator (6th Update)

The attacks launched by the expert protectors dissipated like bubbles upon reaching Xue An, vanishing into nothingness.

With every step Xue An took, countless people would spit blood and fall.

In an instant.

Half of these house servants and protectors lay dead or injured, with the survivors having lost all courage. They dared not face Xue An any longer, instead turning around to flee in panic.

It was only then that Xue An spoke indifferently, ”Because I come from the same place as the one you worship!”

Chang De’s body shook greatly, and he no longer had an ounce of courage to confront Xue An, instead turning and running towards the back courtyard.

Xue An did not kill him but followed leisurely behind.

Soon.

Chang De rushed into the tightly sealed back courtyard of the Chang family that no one was allowed to enter, and then he shouted miserably at a dark building, ”Ancestor, save me!”

At that moment, Xue An had also stepped into the small courtyard.

As soon as his foot crossed the threshold.

He saw the building above light up, and then a sigh emanated from it.

”Fellow Daoist, since we are both sealed here, we should empathize with each other’s suffering. Why must you press so hard?”

Upon hearing this voice, Xue An’s expression remained tranquil, showing neither sadness nor joy.

”First, there’s something you need to understand. It’s you who are sealed, not me! And another thing...”

Xue An looked up at the building.

”To accumulate such spiritual power in this barren land, what you have done—it needs no further explanation from me, does it?”

A silence fell upon the small building, followed by a person’s cold laughter.

”It’s utterly laughable. If you’re not sealed, then what brings you to this place? To face the tribulations of this world?”

Xue An smiled slightly, ”What if I said I came here looking for someone? Would you believe me?”

”Humph! Yet another who acts high and mighty! True, to gather spiritual power, I have indeed done many terrible things, but I was only trying to survive. Is that also wrong? But you...”

”Tsk tsk, judging by your appearance, you mustn’t have been here long, yet you’ve already recovered a trace of spiritual power! It seems you haven’t done any less than I have!”

The voice inside the building was full of mockery and triumph.

Xue An listened quietly and then shook his head, ”There’s nothing wrong with trying to survive, but your wanton actions are a mistake! As for me...”

Xue An gave a chilling smile, ”What makes you think you can compare with me?”

With that, Xue An stepped forward, clenched his fist, and struck out.

Boom.

His heavy punch directly hit the building.

The radiance above the building flickered slightly but did not waver at all.

Then, from inside the building came the sound of someone’s wild laughter.

”Don’t waste your effort, this building is refined from the souls of ten thousand people, and in this world, it is an invincible existence. You can’t break through it!”

”Fellow Daoist, heed my advice. Since you’re here in this mire of a world, why not cast aside those messy morals and enjoy a carefree life with our strength? Wouldn’t that be delightful?”

Xue An remained silent.

Seeing a glimmer of hope, the other’s voice grew a little warmer.

”Truly, I never wanted to do such things, but centuries of solitude will drive you mad. And believe it or not? Even beings as powerful as we are will age and die in this accursed place!”

”I have witnessed a Golden Immortal wither away before my very eyes. In that moment, I swore to survive!”

”And by the looks of it, you seem to possess Secret Techniques! If you really sympathize with the natives of this world, why don’t you share those techniques with me? I promise to stop the needless slaughter from now on. What do you say?”

These words were filled with a persuasive force.

Xue An, however, slowly raised his head and smiled at the small building.

”It seems you’re convinced I can’t open your little building?”

”Heh, my friend, if I didn’t have that bit of confidence, do you think I could have lived this long?”

Xue An did not directly respond to this fellow’s words but instead scrutinized the runes on this small building before speaking faintly, ”Judging by the setup here, you must be a Ghost Cultivator!”

Another bout of silence reigned within the building, followed by a voice filled with incredulity, ”You... you actually know about Ghost Cultivators?”

”Not only do I know, but... I can also tell that before you entered this place, your strength was that of a True Immortal! Am I right?”

The voice of the small building’s owner carried a hint of panic and unease, ”Who... who exactly are you? Why do you know so much?”

Xue An let out a cold laugh, ”Me? I am an existence beyond your imagination!”

As he spoke, his eyes shone brilliantly, and then he raised his hand, using it as a sword, and brought it down with a thunderous slash.

Boom.

A sword light fell straight down, striking right at the top of the black building.

The small building remained without a scratch.

The owner of the building let out a sigh of relief, then chuckled sinisterly, ”So, you are a Sword Cultivator. Unfortunately, I might have been afraid of you in the outside world, but in this realm, you Sword Cultivators cannot break through my defense!”

No sooner had the voice faded.

Than a continuous series of crisp sounds rang out.

After which the black building began to crumble piece by piece.

”No!” The owner of the building roared in horror.

Then, from within this crumbling building, a shadow shot straight into the sky, attempting to flee.

Xue An waved his hand and said indifferently, ”Rise, sword!”

As he spoke, sword lights emerged around the shadow, trapping it securely within their midst.

The shadow let out a cry of utter despair.

”Why, why do you possess such immense power? What’s with the spiritual power in you?”

With a summoning gesture from Xue An.

The sword lights brought the shadow flying back to him.

And then the shadow gradually revealed its true form.

Eventually, a seductively beautiful woman appeared before Xue An, and with tears welling up, she began, ”My lord, please have mercy...”

Xue An waved his hand impatiently, ”If you dare to deceive me with such Illusory Arts again, I will extinguish your soul right now!”

The woman trembled, her face rapidly changing, ultimately transforming into a sinister-looking man with a sly air.

Afterward, the man, filled with terror, bowed deeply to Xue An, ”My lord!”

Xue An observed him and, after a moment, cast his gaze downward and said, ”How long have you been here?”

”To... to reply to my lord, it has been a hundred years!”

”Always in Tiansheng Capital?”

”Yes!”

”Then let me ask you, over these years, have you ever seen a woman of the Demon Race appear here?” Xue An asked coldly.

The Ghost Cultivator thought with a troubled look for a long while, then shook his head, ”I haven’t seen any!”

”Are you sure?” Xue An frowned.

The Ghost Cultivator nodded hastily, ”My lord, how dare I deceive you about such matters! I truly haven’t seen any!”

Xue An watched him silently for a while before finally nodding.

”Very well, I believe what you say!”

The Ghost Cultivator felt a surge of joy in his heart.

But the next moment, he felt his entire body begin to shrink rapidly, and before he knew it, he found himself within the palm of Xue An’s hand.

”My lord, what are you doing? No, have mercy!” The Ghost Cultivator screamed in terror.