Chapter 81: Heading South to Deep City, Destroying the Immortal Gene!

Everyone knew.
The long-awaited battle was over.
It ended with the overwhelming dominance of a single man.
No surprises, no twists—three major powers were nearly annihilated.
Especially Divine Technology—even Liu Changyuan, its leader, was dead.
All eyes turned to Lu Yuan, filled with awe and reverence.
Speculation ran rampant as to just how powerful he truly was; he seemed nothing like someone newly ascended to the Shackles Realm.
To put it in perspective, among the beasts, those at the Shackles Realm were kings. Among humans, at least in Huaxia, only one could claim such a title—the one who once stood outside Chang’an City and slew eight beast kings alone.
What shocked everyone even more was the extent to which human evolution could reach.
They’d only seen such feats in videos before—now it had happened before their very eyes.
Lu Yuan himself cared nothing for what others thought.
He strode straight toward the crucifix standing in the open.
With one hand, he shattered it, then crouched beside Asura.
Asura, gravely wounded, was already half-unconscious.
Lu Yuan knew that from beginning to end, this opponent had never revealed the events of Shennongjia, and in the end was abandoned by Divine Technology. Had Lu Yuan been weaker, such silence would have been an act of kindness.
Whatever the reason, at least in this, Lu Yuan felt respect was due.
He took out a spirit fruit and placed it in Asura’s arms.
He had found it in Shennongjia—a fruit with potent effects, able to promote evolution and heal wounds. It was a gesture of thanks.
Having done this, Lu Yuan stood, gazing out at the crowd.
In that moment, everyone his gaze touched trembled.
None dared meet his eyes. His strength was now indelibly etched into their hearts.
At last, Lu Yuan saw Dean Zheng and spoke, “Dean Zheng, I must trouble you with something.”
Hearing this, Dean Zheng did not hesitate. He stepped forward, seemingly knowing what Lu Yuan would say.
“Mr. Lu, rest assured. We’ll take care of Asura. You needn’t worry. As for Divine Technology, we’ll deal with them in short order.”
As he spoke, he looked at the man before him, a note of genuine respect in his voice.
The strong are worthy of respect, no matter where they stand.
In fact, Dean Zheng and the official powers he represented had also planned to move against Divine Technology that very day—crush them and seize their foundation.
But before they could act, Lu Yuan had resolved everything alone.
“Thank you,” Lu Yuan nodded, then walked toward the Golden-winged Roc.
“Mr. Lu, are you leaving?” Dean Zheng called quickly.
He wished to speak further with Lu Yuan. After today, he knew the higher-ups would give Lu Yuan even more attention, so he hoped to persuade him to stay, if not in Chang’an, then at least in Shanghai for a while.
A bold idea had already formed in Dean Zheng’s mind.
Dean Liu of Shanghai Academy came forward too, hoping to keep Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan knew exactly what they were thinking.
But he had no intention of staying.
“Heading south to Deep City—to destroy Longevity Genetics,” he said simply.
With that, he stepped onto the back of the Golden-winged Roc, eyes as sharp as blades.
Longevity Genetics had provoked him time and again, and each time, their intent was murderous.
Before, he’d found it troublesome, and he had other matters to handle.
But now, with the Roc, going to Deep City was no trouble—and he no longer intended to show mercy.
So.
Longevity Genetics must be visited.
The Roc shrieked, then transformed into a golden ray of light, vanishing from sight.
At that moment, everyone heard Lu Yuan’s final words—
Heading south to Deep City, to annihilate Longevity Genetics!
A collective gasp swept the crowd; their expressions changed dramatically.
Killing Liu Changyuan had already destroyed Divine Technology, but that wasn’t enough—he would wipe out Longevity Genetics as well?
Such boldness, such resolve!
They looked at one another and saw shock in every eye.
Everyone knew of the enmity between Lu Yuan and Longevity Genetics.
They’d provoked him repeatedly, only to suffer every time.
Today, they had even joined the Western Holy See and Divine Technology to set a deadly trap.
And yet, the outcome was beyond anyone’s imagination.
Lu Yuan, single-handedly—
Had crushed and slaughtered all his enemies.
Now, he chose no longer to endure, but to go after Longevity Genetics directly.
If he succeeded, the balance of power in the country would be drastically altered.
Two great forces could collapse overnight—and no one doubted Lu Yuan’s strength, for all had seen it.
A true powerhouse had emerged, rising like the sun and moon.
“Dean Zheng, he’s going to Deep City—why didn’t you try to stop him? We could have coordinated,” said Dean Liu of Shanghai, walking over. Longevity Genetics was even deeper-rooted than Divine Technology.
If the Shendan Academy and the authorities joined forces, it would go much smoother.
But Dean Zheng only shook his head. “No need—he alone is enough.”
“Perhaps we’ve all underestimated Mr. Lu.”
He gazed after Lu Yuan’s departing figure, murmuring to himself.
As he reflected on the battle, a sense of déjà vu filled his heart.
Then he remembered—
The one who had stood outside Chang’an City, slaying eight beast kings alone.
The aura, the fighting style, even the golden-winged beast—they all matched.
Could it truly be the same man?
He turned to his companion and shared his suspicion.
When Dean Liu heard that Lu Yuan might be that human king, he was stunned.
At first, he was skeptical, but recalling what had just happened, he found it ever more likely.
If Lu Yuan was that human king—
Longevity Genetics truly posed no threat.
“Zhu Xue, perhaps your earlier guess was right after all.”
Not far off, the Northern Emperor spoke, sharing Dean Zheng’s thought.
He too had witnessed that man slay the beast kings.
The image, the aura, the devastating power—they were the same.
He’d once thought they were all on the same level.
But now—
Beside him, Zhu Qingyu did not reply. She murmured, “He was the one in Chang’an, the one in Qingyang City, and now, once more, it’s him.”
Though she’d long suspected, confirmation still left her in awe.
All had underestimated Lu Yuan.
Only when he truly acted did they realize the depths of his strength.
“Rou Rou, let’s go back—something big will happen in Deep City,” Ji Yuzhen said. “Longevity Genetics may be wiped out overnight. We must hurry back to maintain order, and notify Deep City’s military commander to observe and respond as needed.”
Her eyes held a trace of wonder, but she did not doubt that Lu Yuan could annihilate the Wang clan.
His strength was simply too great—beyond all expectations.
Of course, as the head of Beidou Biotech, she was thinking further ahead.
With Lu Yuan’s intervention, Longevity Genetics would be destroyed in short order.
The higher-ups had originally planned to suppress them first, then take their time dismantling them.
But now, that was unnecessary. All she needed to do was return and clean up the aftermath.
As for what came next, that could wait until the situation stabilized. By then, Ji Yuzhen thought, she would need to contact Lu Yuan on behalf of her superiors—there was much to be addressed.
Therefore, for now, the most important thing was to return.
“Yes, Aunt,”
The Ice Fairy replied, still in shock at Lu Yuan’s power.
But she understood her aunt’s intentions, and left with her without hesitation.
At that moment, among the crowd, a girl in ancient dress gazed thoughtfully after Lu Yuan.
“Well? Did you sense it?” she asked. “His aura is very special, and somewhat familiar.”
Beside her, an elderly man nodded. “Without a doubt—he has inherited our ancestor’s blood.”
“In that case, the Ancestral Dragon Breathing Technique might also be his. No wonder.”
A smile spread across the girl’s face. “How interesting.”
She had only come to watch the excitement, but unexpectedly, this battle revealed who had obtained the two great fortunes she once missed.
“Saintess, what now? Should we seek him out?” the old man asked.
The Ancestral Dragon Breathing Technique and the Jiang clan ancestor’s blood had been their main goals—now that both were found, perhaps they should approach him.
“No need—this is his fate.”
The girl waved her hand and continued, “We have other matters to attend to. We’ll leave this for another time.”
With that, she clasped her hands behind her back and left, unconcerned about the lost opportunities.
Someone else had gained them—so be it.
More importantly, the arrival of the great clans from the star domains was drawing near.
As the Jiang clan’s representative, she too had to proceed with her plans.
The old man shook his head slightly, but followed her.
And so, the grand event—the trial of Asura by the Western Holy See—ended just like that.
Of course, there might be even greater upheavals to come, for everyone knew what Lu Yuan intended to do next.
With so many witnesses, news of what had happened spread rapidly online.
The headline was simple:
“Lu Yuan, one of the five great Awakened, single-handedly crushes three major powers—slaying all, including the eleven Apostles of the West.”
Some even attached photos and videos, capturing the entire battle, though it lasted less than ten minutes.
Once out, the news immediately set the internet ablaze—after all, the situation had been heated for days.
Everyone had expected a fierce battle, that Divine Technology and the Western Holy See would get their way.
Who could have foreseen such an outcome?
The ten-minute video was watched by countless people—no one imagined the fight would end so swiftly and decisively.
But another, even more explosive, piece of news followed—Lu Yuan had already gone south to Deep City, aiming to annihilate Longevity Genetics.
This news was even more shocking, and everyone watched with bated breath, awaiting updates.
Some with friends in Deep City called to ask for the latest.
All knew—the domestic balance of power was about to be rewritten.
And all of it—
Was because of one man.
Deep City.
Longevity Genetics Tower.
Two women walked side by side—the two wives of the family head.
“This time, that Lu Yuan is as good as dead,” said the second wife.
Wang Tao had been her greatest hope in life—now that he was gone, her heart was filled with hatred.
“With three great powers allied, no matter how capable he is, there’s no escape,” agreed the first wife. The Southern Emperor was her only son; she too wished for Lu Yuan’s death.
With a common enemy, the two women, once rivals, had set aside their differences.
Now, they were heading to their husband—the clan leader Wang Zhenyun—for news.
In their minds, once Lu Yuan entered Shanghai,
He would be doomed, unable to escape a miserable death.
Soon,
They arrived at Wang Zhenyun’s office and pushed open the door.
But the Wang clan leader sat slumped on the floor, eyes vacant.
“What’s wrong? What happened in Shanghai?”
Their hearts tightened with apprehension—had something gone wrong?
“It’s over. Everything is over. My Wang family, Longevity Genetics—it’s all over.”
Wang Zhenyun held his phone, muttering in terror.
On the screen was the latest from Shanghai.
The wives looked and turned ashen.
“How could this be? Three great powers, five elders, eleven Apostles, and Divine Technology—all gone?” the first wife screamed, unable to believe her eyes.
The second wife was trembling, too. They had thought victory was certain, but never expected this.
Most importantly, the news said Lu Yuan was heading south to wipe them out.
They knew all too well—the five elders were the foundation of the Wang family.
Now they were dead.
If Lu Yuan came, he could destroy Longevity Genetics.
Everyone in the Wang family was doomed.
“Clan head, think of something! What do we do?”
The two women were completely panicked, at a loss for what to do.
Across from them, Wang Zhenyun shook his head again and again. “It’s all over. We’re all going to die.”
Longevity Genetics still had some resources, but none could be used in time—the window was too small.
Now, he was filled with regret.
Why?
Why did he have to provoke Lu Yuan?
Why target this god of slaughter?
With the Wang family’s foundation, they were destined to become a dominant force. Now, it was all gone.
Lu Yuan was too strong. The video showed his terrifying power—he had reached the Shackles Realm. No one could stop him, certainly not Longevity Genetics—not now, perhaps in another year or two.
But was that all?
Suddenly, Wang Zhenyun’s gaze turned vicious.
“No, we can’t just sit and wait for death. If he wants to destroy Longevity Genetics, the Wang family—
It won’t be so easy.”
He stood, staring out at the vast ocean beyond Deep City, eyes wild with madness. “If Longevity Genetics is doomed, I’ll take him with me. I’ll take all of Deep City—everyone—with me!”
(End of chapter)