Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

Outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects.

Facing the majestic pressure emitted by a contemporary Venerable.

Lu Yuan felt as if a great Ancient Divine Mountain was pressing down on him, his feet deeply embedded in the ground.

Yet his expression remained calm, even as his bones creaked and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, his spine never bent in the slightest!

"To withstand the pressure of a Venerable without kneeling, this young man's temperament and bloodline are certainly exceptional."

"But to become a Venerable, who among them isn't remarkably gifted?"

"Yan'Er is destined to be one of the strongest beneath these stars. If this boy wants to enter my Dragon Race family, he'll need to show real skills."

Long Zhan stared at Lu Yuan, seeming thoughtful.

How numerous are the geniuses of this world?

In his tens of thousands of years, the prodigies and demons he'd seen were countless, like carp crossing the river.

But among all the geniuses, few have walked to the end!

"Uncle, you are a distinguished Venerable of this era, do you only use power to oppress others?"

Lu Yuan stared at Long Zhan and spoke calmly.

"Are you provoking me?"

Long Zhan raised an eyebrow.

He had fought all his life, earning a fierce reputation.

Even those Ancient Race Saint Children or Direct Lineage successors trembled and showed great respect when they saw him.

Who would dare speak to him like Lu Yuan did?

"Junior wouldn't dare, but as a low-born, I wish to personally witness the style of a contemporary Venerable. What does Senior think?"

"Interesting, do you wish to fight me?"

Long Zhan snorted coldly, appearing displeased on the surface, but inwardly quite admiring.

If Lu Yuan accepted things as they came, merely a worthless freeloader.

Even at the risk of being hated by Yan'Er for a lifetime, he would still have to eliminate him.

But Lu Yuan remained unfazed under the pressure of a Venerable, daring to take the initiative to challenge.

This temperament and courage alone were enough to crush those Ancient Race successors!

"Since you wish to challenge me, I shall grant your wish."

"However, let me say first, if you lose, you must not approach Yan'Er ever again in this life."

Long Zhan said with annoyed intent.

Hidden on the side and watching, Liu Mingyan almost wanted to rush out upon hearing this.

But Lu Yuan shook his head, stopping her with his gaze.

After all, if he thought from Long Zhan's perspective.

He too would never let his precious daughter be with an unknown nameless boy.

Especially since Long Zhan, being a Venerable of this era,

only needed to spread the word, and numerous gifted young masters would come to court Liu Mingyan.

And Lu Yuan, a mere lowly Ant Race, what right did he have to match her?

Even if Long Zhan consented out of deference to Liu Mingyan.

Their relationship would still face many white-eyed stares and difficulties later on.

So Lu Yuan's thought was simple.

Only by defeating Long Zhan head-on could he earn genuine respect, leaving no grounds for objection!

"I agree. If I lose, I will never go near Ming Yan again."

Lu Yuan shifted the conversation and suddenly asked.

"But what if I happen to win?"

Hearing this.

Long Zhan found it ridiculous, feeling a preposterous sense of the sun rising from the west.

He was a Dragon Race Venerable known across the stars, whose mere presence terrified countless dark creatures.

With his battle prowess and experience, could he lose to a mere Transformation Realm youngster?

"Boy, I admit your bloodline is somewhat extraordinary, but if you think you can win with that alone, you're underestimating your limits."

"Very well, I'll let you witness the true strength of a contemporary Venerable!"

"I will seal my power to the same Realm as you; if you can withstand ten rounds against me, I will consider it my loss."

As Long Zhan spoke, his aura rapidly diminished, dropping to the Creation Realm in an instant.

Compared to before.

His power decreased immensely, yet he still gave off an unmatched powerful impression!

After all, all who attained enlightenment and became Venerable were those with great luck, great creation, great perseverance, and great backgrounds.

Monsters like these swept through those in the same tier, unmatched in the world.

Moreover.

Long Zhan's power stood out even among contemporary Venerables.

Even now, having sealed his Realm, he could easily crush the so-called young Venerables.

Young Venerables merely had the potential to become Venerable.

Whereas he was an authentic Venerable Strong Person!

As Long Zhan's realm dropped.

That suffocating terrifying pressure dissipated into nothingness.

Lu Yuan felt entirely relieved, as if casting off tens of thousands of great mountains.

"This place is unsuitable for battle, let's find another location."

Lu Yuan, worried that the fight might affect the numerous Ant Race in the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects, led Long Zhan to a desolate flatland.

And Liu Mingyan, worried about them, quietly followed.

"Please, Senior!"

Lu Yuan clasped his fists in salute.

"You strike first."

Long Zhan was unwilling to overpower the weak with strength.

If word got out that he, a Venerable Strong Person, took advantage of a junior, it'd surely result in countless mockeries.

"Alright, then I apologize for any offense."

Lu Yuan did not mince words.

Immediately, he clenched his hands into fists and charged towards Long Zhan.

This punch did not use any Spiritual Power or Secret Technique, relying solely on pure flesh body strength.

With a punch thrown, space trembled.

Visible ripples like surging waves swept towards Long Zhan.

But Long Zhan shook his head in disappointment.

If within those Ancient Race Sacred Lands, Lu Yuan might barely reach the standard of a Direct Lineage successor with this punch.

But being a contemporary Venerable, how sharp were his eyes?

In his view.

Though Lu Yuan's strike was not without power, it still fell somewhat short.