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Thunder rumbled incessantly from the deep purple clouds in the sky.

Ju Liusun had just turned around and hadn't even taken a step when the first bolt of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, as thick as a water bucket, struck down. The lightning was so fast that it gave him no time to react.

"boom!"

A loud bang exploded in mid-air.

Ju Liusun felt a sharp pain in his head, and his whole body was slammed downwards by the immense force. His proud golden light protecting him as a Great Luo Golden Immortal was no match for this Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, and it shattered into dust in an instant.

"Ah!" Ju Liusun let out a piercing scream.

He felt his magical power draining away rapidly. The power of the rules of the Absolute Heavenly Link ProMax version had locked him down completely. Within this barrier, without the Emperor's visa from the Great Shang Dynasty, whether you were a Great Luo Golden Immortal or a Quasi-Saint, you would be suppressed to the mortal realm.

Ju Liusun was horrified to discover that he couldn't even do the most basic cloud-riding maneuver anymore. His body was completely out of control, and he crashed straight to the ground like a stone.

"My magic power! My cultivation! Lin Xuan, what the hell have you done?!" Ju Liusun waved his arms and legs in mid-air, shouting at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with despair.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third bolts of Purple Heaven Divine Thunder struck down in succession.

The lightning strikes were executed with great care, not harming the spirit, but specifically targeting the physical body. Each strike that hit Ju Liusun brought with it a burnt smell. His once gleaming golden Taoist robe was now reduced to tattered strips, hanging on his body and fluttering in the wind.

His hair was also shattered, each strand standing on end with crackling purple sparks. He was covered in black smoke, his face as black as the bottom of a pot, his features almost unrecognizable.

At the entrance of the Shang army camp, Lin Xuan leaned against a pillar of the gate, holding melon seeds in his hand, watching with great interest.

"Dad, that old bald guy's yelling is really awful," Lin Wu complained while cracking sunflower seeds. "And the lightning strikes way too slowly, should I go up and give him a finishing shot?"

Lin Xuan spat the sunflower seed shells onto the ground and waved his hand: "What do you know? This is called cutting flesh with a dull knife. I personally set up the defense program of this Absolute Heavenly Connection, specifically to disgust these high and mighty gods. It's no fun to just kill them directly; we need to let them experience the helplessness of mortals."

Lin Xuan chuckled inwardly. These guys from the Chan Sect usually act all high and mighty, treating mortals like ants. Today, he'd let them taste what it's like to be an ant.

Ju Liusun was still falling, and the screams were getting closer and closer.

Just then, a rustling sound suddenly came from the bushes behind Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan didn't even turn his head, and said directly, "Come out, stop hiding. What are you doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

Three little heads peeked out from the grass.

It was Lin Huang, Lin Xiao, and Lin Dou. These three little guys were always restless in the Pangu Palace. Today, when they heard that their father and seventh brother had come out to catch the little dwarf, the three of them put their heads together and secretly slipped out.

"Dad, let's help clean up the battlefield!" Lin Huang was the first to jump out, patting his chest and shouting loudly. The five-colored feather mark between his eyebrows still shimmered faintly in the night. He was a born money-grubber; when he saw a golden figure fall from the sky in the distance, his intuition told him that a big deal was coming his way.

Lin Xiao held a miniature pair of golden dragon scissors, snip-snip-snip cutting through the air, his face beaming with excitement: "Dad, that guy's beard is so long, it's really an eyesore. Can I go and trim it for him?"

Lin Dou, carrying his Hunyuan Golden Bucket, followed behind with a chubby face and said with a grin, "Dad, Second Aunt said we can't waste things. That person must have brought a lot of treasures with him when he fell down. Let's go and collect them."

Lin Xuan almost burst out laughing when he saw these three clowns. One was a money-grubber, another had scissor hands, and the third was a troublemaker who specialized in diminishing people's cultivation. Together, they were a nightmare for the Chan Sect.

"Alright, since you're here, don't just sit around." Lin Xuan pointed to the black, charcoal-like figure falling from the sky, emitting black smoke. "That guy's name is Ju Liusun, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect. His cultivation has been suppressed to that of a mortal, so he'll probably be dizzy for a while after falling. You three go take a look, and take anything you like. Consider it his greeting gift to you."

Upon hearing this, Lin Huang's eyes instantly transformed into the shape of copper coins. His left eye resembled the sun, and his right eye resembled the moon, with five-colored vortexes swirling wildly within his pupils.

"Great! Dad, you're so generous!" Lin Huang cheered and ran straight towards the direction where Ju Liusun had fallen.

Lin Xiao and Lin Dou quickly followed, afraid that if they were too slow, they wouldn't be able to grab the good stuff.

"Bang!"

Ju Liusun crashed heavily onto an open area outside the camp, creating a large crater in the ground. Now in his mortal body, the fall left him dazed and disoriented, his bones feeling like they were about to shatter.

He lay at the bottom of the pit, spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his mind buzzing.

"Lin Xuan... my Chan Sect... will never let you go..." Ju Liusun mumbled weakly.

Before he could recover, he sensed three figures surrounding the edge of the pit.

Ju Liusun barely opened his swollen eyes and, by the moonlight, saw three exquisitely beautiful children standing by the pit.

"Who...who are you...?" Ju Liusun asked weakly.

Lin Huang squatted by the pit, his eyes fixed on a gray cloth bag at Ju Liusun's waist. It was Ju Liusun's storage bag.

"Old man, your bag looks pretty bulging. What good stuff is inside?" Lin Huang grinned, revealing two rows of small white teeth.

Ju Liusun's heart skipped a beat. This storage bag contained all the wealth he had accumulated over thousands of years.

"Get out of my way! This is my magic weapon, you mortal children have no right to touch it!" Ju Liusun tried to sit up, but he didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

Lin Huang wasn't buying it at all.

"If you won't give it to me, then I'll just have to take it myself."

Lin Huang stood up, and five five-colored, solid light pillars containing small worlds instantly appeared behind him.