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The outskirts of Nancheng.

An unnamed, desolate mountain.

At this moment, this mountain, which is usually deserted, has become the focus of all martial artists in the entire South City and even within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Crack! Crack!

Rumble!!!

above the sky.

The wind and clouds instantly reversed, and the thick cloud layer was torn in two by an invisible force in an instant.

The sky had already changed drastically by then.

Half of it is a giant sword that stretches across the sky, formed entirely from the brilliance of stars, exuding a majestic and awe-inspiring divine power.

The other half was a surging, viscous black mist.

It coalesced into a ferocious demonic claw, seemingly capable of devouring all life.

The giant sword and the demon claw collided in mid-air.

Each collision produced a deafening roar that could tear eardrums apart.

The terrifying energy aftershocks spread in all directions like a tsunami, leveling the barren mountains below, turning hard rocks into dust, and instantly withering and turning vegetation into ashes.

The sky seemed to be collapsing.

The earth seemed to be wailing.

When Lu Chuan arrived at full speed, like a phantom skimming the ground, a dense crowd had already gathered outside the valley.

Without exception, all of these people were martial artists who had sensed the commotion and rushed over.

They were all pale-faced, their expressions shocked, yet incredibly fervent.

But they could only stand and watch from afar, not daring to approach.

This is a battle at the level of martial saints.

Fortunately, it was outside the city; otherwise, the entire southern city would probably have been destroyed.

so horrible.

It was merely the emanating scent.

That alone was enough to freeze the true energy of everyone present, causing their blood and qi to surge.

"That's terrifying..."

"Is this what a battle at the Martial Saint level is like?"

"Even the aftershocks made me feel like I was being torn apart!"

"Who is that powerful figure in white?"

"They're actually hunting down Xiao Jinhan, the leader of the demonic path!"

"The leader must be at least a Martial Saint level, right?"

"Mom, I'm so scared, but I'm also so excited!"

A battle between martial saint-level experts.

Just watching from afar is enough to benefit them immensely.

Lu Chuan silently blended into the edge of the crowd, saying nothing, but looking up at the devastating scene, his heart was also filled with shock and horror.

This is the Martial Saint.

With every gesture, he could draw upon the power of heaven and earth, transforming the landscape.

Compared to this existence.

His current status as a so-called four-star Grand Martial Master is as insignificant as dust.

Even if you have a system.

just now……

We can only look up to such a being.

next moment.

Lu Chuan seemed to have thought of something, and immediately retreated quietly behind a rock at the back of the crowd, then a thought struck him.

A thousand faces and ever-changing forms.

In an instant.

Lu Chuan's entire skeleton began to emit subtle crackling sounds.

His body was rapidly elongated, and his originally handsome face also changed swiftly. His cheekbones became higher, and his eyes became sharper, transforming him into a strange young man who looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old and had a cold and aloof demeanor.

After doing all this, he rejoined the crowd and continued to silently sense the movements in the distance.

The duration of this earth-shattering battle is unknown.

Perhaps it will take an hour.

Or perhaps it was just a fleeting moment.

The concept of time seems to have become blurred in everyone's perception.

at last.

"ah!!!"

A fierce and unwilling roar resounded through the sky.

All that could be seen was the sky above.

The hideous claw formed from black energy shattered inch by inch.

Immediately afterwards, a black sun appeared in mid-air, then collapsed inward in an instant, and was finally completely annihilated.

There were no earth-shattering explosions.

There was only a chilling, deathly silence.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!

It's raining.

No, this rain is red.

It resembled blood-red tears, carrying a thick, lingering aura of bloody resentment.

This sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.

The distant barren mountains seemed to groan under the unbearable weight.

Deep, bottomless cracks spread out from the core of the battle, completely draining the life force of the entire mountain range in that instant.

The leader of the black-clad demonic sect, the Bloodthirsty Martial Saint Xiao Jinhan.

Fallen!

Above the sky.

The imposing figure in white appeared once more.

He slowly descended from the clouds, the starlight around him gradually receding, revealing a handsome and elegant face, yet bearing the marks of time.

This person's energy expenditure also seems to be considerable.

His breathing fluctuated, and he prepared to leave.

With a single movement, it traversed a hundred feet, about to soar over the heads of the crowd.

Just then, something unexpected happened!

"Charge!"

"The Legacy of the Martial Saint!"

"Even a single drop of holy blood would be enough to sustain us for a lifetime!"

Seeing the battle over, the martial artists who had been watching from the sidelines went wild.

They charged madly toward the core of the battle, which had been turned into a dead zone.

The place where a martial saint fell.

It will surely leave behind amazing opportunities!

Upon seeing this, the white-robed martial saint, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

His brows furrowed slightly.

In an instant.

An invisible pressure descended.

"Stop right there!"

The voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, carrying an undeniable authority.

This caused many people in the audience to stop in their tracks.

They all looked up.

He looked up at the white-robed martial saint above him.

"This place has been tainted by Xiao Jinhan's overwhelming killing intent and death aura, which has not dissipated for a hundred years."

"Your cultivation is too weak; going in will only lead to your death."

"Get out of here at once!"

As soon as the words were spoken, most of the martial artists snapped back to reality, their faces showing lingering fear, and they all stopped in their tracks.

Yes.

That was the site of the death of a martial saint.

It's not that easy for them to get in.

They dared not disobey the golden words of a martial saint.

However, there are always people who are blinded by greed.

"What's there to be afraid of? The bold will thrive, the timid will starve!"

A seemingly powerful three-star Martial Spirit, confident in his superior speed, not only didn't stop but pushed his speed to the limit, transforming into a blur and becoming the first to rush into the core of that desolate valley.

however.

next moment.

"what……"

The man only had time to let out a short scream.

Immediately afterwards, to everyone's astonishment, countless invisible black and red killing intents seemed to come alive within the ruins, like steel needles, frantically drilling into his body from all directions.

Bang!

A muffled thud.

The body of that three-star martial spirit was like a balloon that had been inflated to its limit.

It suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

Not even a single intact bone was left.

Soul and spirit annihilated!

hiss! ! !

Outside the valley.

Everyone gasped in shock.

A chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, and all the color drained from his face.

so horrible!

A three-star Martial Spirit is definitely a top figure at the very top of the pyramid in the South City.

But now they can't even resist.

It was directly burst apart by that invisible residual force!

Even Lu Chuan couldn't help but gasp.

That's terrifying.

Even if one possessed immortality, one would probably be completely obliterated within it.

Is this the might of a Martial Saint?

……