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Chapter 223: If Plans Can’t Keep Up with Changes, Then Fight!!

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High in the sky, Bai Hemen unleashed his full power. Spiritual Energy surged from his entire body. As the heavens shifted, a Sea of Blood churned, and a Mountain of Corpses crushed down.

This move had been realized by Bai Hemen after breaking through to the Divine Palace Third Layer. Back then, he’d hoped to follow Lu Ding’s example—keeping a trump card hidden in reserve.

But now.

He’d heard what Madam Bai had said too!

Bai Hemen wanted nothing more than to stand tall, fair and square, and grind the man before him to dust with unbeatable force!!!!

Even if he couldn’t handle the consequences, in this moment, he had to win. And he had to win clean, because he represented Grandma!!

The flying blades controlled by Bai Baoyu shattered inch by inch.

Spitting blood, shocked to his core, he couldn’t accept such an outcome.

He’d grown up with the Bai Family’s resources, taught by elite instructors, and had gone many times to the Huang Family for training and tempering.

So why, even with a higher cultivation level, was he still losing to this man before him?!

Unwilling, disbelieving, unaccepting.

He was supposed to be the number one prodigy of the Bai Family!

Forming another spell seal, the shattered blades reformed, surging with unstoppable sharpness as they slashed toward the Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood.

But what Bai Baoyu had imagined—cutting the sea, shattering the mountain—never happened.

The blades shattered again, this time completely, with no way to reassemble.

As the Mountain and Sea crushed in, death reached out for him.

Even now, he remained defiant, bitter, disbelieving—only now he was also afraid.

“No!!!”

Bai Baoyu’s heart-wrenching scream pulled at the heartstrings of every Bai Family member present.

“Stop!!”

“Don’t!!!”

“Baoyu!!!”

Auras from the Si Ming, Earth Observer, and Heaven Observer Realms surged out, blowing Lu Ding’s hair into a frenzy.

Seeing them soar to intervene, Lu Ding let out a long breath.

“If plans can’t keep up with changes... then fight!!!”

BOOM!!

With a thunderous roar, black mist rolled out. On the dragon spine down his back, each joint and ring glowed with the blast, buzzing one after another—buzz buzz buzz buzz...—all the way to the back of his head.

BOOM!!!!

A final dark red halo burst out like a divine light form, but unlike the serene holiness of the real kind, Lu Ding’s halo was wreathed in black smoke and flashed dark crimson.

His Eye of Direct Sight opened in its socket.

At that moment, Lu Ding’s aura twisted the air itself. The Sin Dragon writhed through the black mist, letting out low growls in excitement at its imminent emergence.

Lu Ding stepped forward, his body shifting into form, one hand dragged behind. He pulled forth his most terrifying-ever Path of Jinche, and slashed it out!!!

The attack swept across every figure soaring through the air to stop him.

The burst of edge and energy cracked the air. Among those in flight, one Si Ming Realm cultivator shattered, one Earth Observer was injured, and even the Heaven Observer Bai Patriarch was visibly shaken.

That one strike changed the color of the sky, cutting all the way up to the heavens, splitting the clouds above in two, leaving a slash thousands of meters long hanging in the air.

With this brief delay from Lu Ding—

Bai Hemen’s Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood crashed down and crushed Bai Baoyu into powder on the spot, not even a trace of flesh and blood left behind.

For a moment, the Bai Family Patriarch couldn’t accept what had just happened. He floated in the air, collapsing into a seated slump.

But the rest of the Bai Family, and Bao Tongguang of the Golden Clan, all showed emotions on their faces—rage boiling in their hearts.

The most brilliant of the Bai Family’s younger generation... just died like that...

And at Madam Bai’s birthday celebration, no less...

No one could believe it.

Madam Bai, on the other hand, sat unusually calm in her chair, silent.

She had lost...

Decades ago, she hadn’t won—but she hadn’t lost either. Even if his heart wasn’t with her, his body was. Later she believed that since he never went back, his heart must be hers too.

But eventually, Madam Bai realized—time could change many things, but also couldn’t change many others.

So she poured everything into training Bai Baoyu, hoping that in another way, Bai Xuehe would see it and know her worth.

With someone so exceptional as a wife, what could he possibly still be hung up on?

Just a commoner. That’s all!!!

But now this result—

It crushed her from the very place she had taken the most pride in.

And... the grandson she loved the most, Bai Baoyu, had been pushed by her own hand onto a dead-end road... All of this could have been avoided...

Her emotions, bottled up tight, finally turned into a mouthful of reverse-flowing blood, spat out in mist.

“Pfffft....”

That sound drew everyone’s eyes.

“Mom!!”

“Grandma!!”

One cry after another, full of sorrow.

Among the second generation of the Bai Family, three of the remaining four—Bai Fengjing, Bai Fengzhuo, and Bai Fengling—all in the Earth Observer Realm, glared furiously at Bai Hemen.

“I’ll kill you!!”

Bai Fengling charged forward.

But Lu Yuzhu stepped in with her iron spike, forcing her back.

Lu Ding flashed in front of the exhausted Bai Hemen, standing guard beside Lu Yuzhu, shielding him behind them.

“Wasn’t it your Madam Bai who brought up the idea of a duel? What are you all doing now?”

“Don’t give him time to gather that freak slash again! Third Brother, Fourth Sister—you two deal with Lu Yuzhu. These two are mine! I’ll kill him today no matter what!!”

“Father’s already Heaven Observer. The world is vast—there’s nowhere my Bai Family can’t go!”

As Bai Fengjing gave the order, Bai Fengzhuo and Bai Fengling immediately launched at Lu Yuzhu.

Originally, Bai Fengjing was the most rational.

But now his son was dead—right and wrong, family interests, none of it mattered anymore!

The words he had once said to dissuade Bai Fengtang had long been cast aside.

At this moment, Bai Fengjing had only one thought:

Kill Bai Hemen, avenge my son!

“Call backup! Hold on!”

Lu Yuzhu shouted.

Bai Fengjing raised his hand, summoning Spiritual Energy. A divine avatar hundreds of meters tall with a triangle helm and covered face rose behind him, dual golden cymbals in hand.

“He’s only Divine Palace Realm. How can he possibly—”

BOOM!!!!

A massive stele engraved with “Shi Gandang” crashed from the sky, slamming down on the divine avatar and pinning Bai Fengjing as if he were carrying a mountain.

“Because of this!!”

Lu Ding raised his hand, and the Qi-Devouring Death Ray erupted—dark red beams tearing through heaven and earth, blasting Bai Fengjing before he could react.

Even two realms higher,

Neither the Sha Suppression Rebirth Stele nor the Qi-Devouring Death Ray could fully suppress or kill him.

“Cheap tricks, brat!!!”

Bai Fengjing roared, his divine avatar trembling under the weight.

Lu Ding looked on, feeling half-insane, reminded of his fight with Shi Gandang.

But this time—he was no longer that version of himself.

Strike while the iron is hot!

The gears inside his Eye of Direct Sight spun, and with a snap—crack—a strange ripple pulsed out.

Bai Fengjing’s divine avatar began to crumble inch by inch.

Eyes glowing with spellwork, Lu Ding pressed his hand down, channeling every ounce of Qi through his meridians, driven by the Sin Dragon.

Outside, Lu Ding raised his hand again. A blazing Bronze Execution Palace burst from the ground, shackling the divine avatar and Bai Fengjing to red-hot copper pillars.

Sizzle— The sound of burning echoed.

The divine avatar melted piece by piece.

Though he couldn’t destroy Bai Fengjing completely, this wave after wave of bizarre killer moves filled him with searing pain.

His arrogance faded. Panic began to rise.

Was he really going to fall... to someone in the Divine Palace Realm?!

No!

Impossible!

He hadn’t used his full power yet!

“D*mn stele—GET OFF ME!!!!”

As he struggled, Lu Ding prepared to stack the Serpent-Toad-Well Spell and reactivate his Eye of Direct Sight—

“That’s enough.”

A voice rang out, carrying undeniable force.

Lu Ding was forcibly interrupted. The Bronze Palace faded. The stele vanished.

He staggered two steps back, throat bobbing, barely swallowing back a mouthful of blood.

Lu Ding wiped the blood from his lips.

He looked up at the one who had split the battlefield apart—the Bai Patriarch.

Lu Ding smiled.

Fine. So this is how it’s going to be? We’ll be seeing each other again soon enough.

He turned to carry Bai Hemen and fly away—

Only to have the Bai Patriarch block him again.

He didn’t even look at Lu Ding. He stared straight at the pale-faced Bai Hemen.

“Hemen... I’m your grandfather. Why are you—”

“Pah!!”

Though Bai Hemen was completely spent, he still had a mouth—and he spat right at the Bai Patriarch’s feet.

Bai Hemen looked up, his eyes ice cold. His voice came sharp and clear: “If I’m your grandson, then I only have one grandma.”

That one sentence filled the Bai Patriarch with guilt. His hand trembled as he reached out to touch Bai Hemen.

But before he could—

Snap!

An old, firm hand grabbed his wrist tight.

“When you get old, you tend to overstep. Forgive me for always treating you and Xiao Lu as my real grandsons.”