83: Chapter 83 I say, all phenomena are still.

"Although Tianyang Holy Land has no Great Emperor holding down the fort, it still has an Emperor Weapon. Having them act as the vanguard for our clan is indeed a good thing."

Wang Peng nodded slightly.

Even though the Jiang Clan had already declined, their Wang Clan still needed to be cautious. Being able to gain another ally was naturally for the best.

Moments later, a streak of rainbow light flashed across the Void Realm, and three white-bearded Cultivators flew over at extreme speed, landing in the valley shortly after.

Among these three, the leading one had dry white hair and white eyebrows over a foot long that hung down, making him look like an aged old man.

The aura radiating from this person caused Wang Qiming, lying in ambush in the distance, to feel a chill in his heart.

"This is the ancient ancestor of Tianyang Holy Land, named Xu Dadao. As early as one thousand five hundred years ago, he was already at the Great Saint Realm cultivation."

Wang Qiming took a deep breath.

"A Great Saint expert! Excellent! With this person making a move, we will definitely be able to figure out Jiang Wushang's background." Wang Peng's face was filled with excitement.

"This Jiang Wushang is only at the Eighth Realm... In front of a Great Saint expert, even if he activates a Quasi-Emperor Weapon, he won't be able to withstand it a few times."

Wang Qiming said.

The higher the-grade Saint Weapon, the more terrifying the amount of Primordial Spirit power and true essence required to activate it each time.

An Eighth Realm Cultivator would likely be exhausted just activating a Quasi-Emperor Weapon once.

Xie Wushang's previous slaying of the half-step Saint King had exceeded Wang Qiming's expectations, who assumed the latter had used a Quasi-Emperor Weapon.

However, constrained by Xie Wushang's Heaven-Defying methods, Wang Qiming did not dare to test the waters himself.

Three Elders of the Tianyang Holy Palace fluttered down into Blazing Flame Valley.

The other two were respectively Yang Wude, the current sect master of Tianyang Holy Land, and Grand Elder Hong Chiyuan.

"They have all fallen?" Landing in the valley, the three immediately saw the fallen Zhou Mang, Li Hao, and eight other Cultivators.

Xu Dadao's gaze was gloomy. With a wave of his hand incantation, he conjured a treasured mirror that hung high in the sky, and then pinched a dharma incantation.

The dharma incantation poured into the treasured mirror.

The treasured mirror immediately rippled, and a blazing light bloomed, filling a 100,000-meter radius of the entire valley.

Laws of Dao poured into the Void Realm.

"Recreating the scene..."

Xu Dadao guided with a hand incantation. After those dao patterns poured into the Void Realm, the gray mist in the air churned, immediately manifesting a scene.

Human figures emerged.

That was the image of Xie Wushang, Jiang Mo, and the others appearing, and Li Hao stepping forward to stop them only to be killed.

However, Xie Wushang's body was filled with gray mist, causing the scene to not fully manifest his true appearance.

His figure was illusory, seeming impossible to deduce.

Jiang Mo and the others, however, were clearly visible.

"It's people from the Jiang Clan!" Grand Elder Hong Chiyuan's gaze flashed.

"Who is that person? Actually impossible to deduce? Yet looking at his aura, it seems to be only Eighth Realm cultivation?"

Yang Wude wore a solemn expression as he looked toward Old Ancestor Xu Dadao.

Xu Dadao's gaze condensed, "This person should have a Quasi-Emperor Weapon to conceal his aura."

"A Quasi-Emperor Weapon?" Hearing this, both Yang Wude and Hong Chiyuan sank their gazes, their faces solemn.

"It doesn't matter... Just a Quasi-Emperor Weapon. This old man's cultivated 'Tianyang Tyrant Saber Scripture' has reached Major Achievement. A full-powered strike of mine is no weaker than a Quasi-Emperor." Xu Dadao's gaze was as sharp as a saber, flames rolling in his eyes like a sharp heavenly saber sweeping out.

"Besides, this brat is only at the Eighth Realm... How many Quasi-Emperor strikes can he unleash?"

Xu Dadao's gaze was cold and severe, "Let's go! Anyone who annihilates the Cultivators of our Tianyang Holy Land, even if they are a Prodigy of the Imperial Clan, must pay with their life."

As he spoke, he flicked his palm, drawing the treasured mirror floating before him into his palm, and then took a step forward, stepping into the fire pool ahead.

Yang Wude and Hong Chiyuan followed along.

Their Tianyang Holy Land, acting as the overlord of Central Continent, had two Quasi-Emperors holding down the fort.

There was also a Great Saint serving in the Heavenly Dao Alliance, having no fear of the Imperial Clan.

After all, the Imperial Clan could not cover the sky with one hand either.

Two Saints were slain, and eight quasi-Saints perished.

If they didn't demand justice, their Tianyang Holy Land might truly perish in the future.

Inside the Secret Realm of the Tree of Great Dao.

A ripple arose.

Xu Dadao walked over step by step on a long bridge of flames.

"Who is it that annihilated the Elders of our Tianyang Holy Land? Come out and face your death!" Xu Dadao cast a disdainful look toward the drill grounds ahead.

Rolling sonic waves reverberated, resounding through the entire Secret Realm and causing the Void Realm to tremble.

The might of the Great Saint suppressed downward, causing Jiang Xun and the two quasi-Saints in the drill grounds to feel as though they were being impacted by a mountain.

Thump thump!

Jiang Xun and the two quasi-Saints staggered backward.

"This pressure... It's an expert at the Peak of the Great Saint Realm!" The two quasi-Saints of the Jiang Clan directly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Afterwards, they turned around and looked up.

At a glance, they saw Xu Dadao walking over on the fiery bridge.

At this moment, a sea of fire rolled behind Xu Dadao, and flames soared within it, manifesting a thousand-meter-tall fire giant.

The giant's large hand grasped into the sea of fire, and a hundred-meter-long saber condensed from flames formed out of thin air.

His gaze was like a torch, sweeping toward Jiang Xun and the two Jiang Clan quasi-Saints.

In those eyes, formless Saber Qi overturned downwards.

Jiang Xun only felt as if the world before his eyes had changed scenes, with endless Saber Qi overturning from the firmament, intending to annihilate him.

"Tianyang Shield..." A chill ran through Jiang Xun's heart, and he immediately guided with a hand incantation, sacrificing a round bowl refined from red gold to hang in the air.

The round bowl inverted, covering him and the two quasi-Saints. A curtain of light fell down, turning into a Domain to protect them within.

However, the all-pervading Saber Qi overturning downwards still pierced the protective light barrier, causing cracks to appear.

Jiang Xun, who was merely at the Saint Realm, was simply unable to withstand a wisp of saintly Saber Intent from a Great Saint Realm expert.

This was the gap between the Ninth Realm and the Eleventh Realm.

Between both sides, there was an insurmountable chasm.

Crack!

Cracks appeared on the light barrier.

Wisps of Saber Intent seeped in, cutting the bodies of the two Jiang Clan quasi-Saints until they were covered in blood.

"It is the ancient Great Saint of our Tianyang Holy Land!" Gao Tianzhao's gaze flashed as he looked up, "Why are they here?"

He wore a look of astonishment, still unaware that two Saints had already fallen outside.

Yu Buhou wore a look of respect, "A Great Saint... Could it be?" His thoughts raced, vaguely guessing something.

He secretly looked at Jiang Xun and the others.

Outside, people from their Tianyang Holy Land were standing guard.

When the people from the Jiang Clan came in, a conflict must have broken out.

With their own Great Saint coming out of seclusion, a major event must have occurred.

Solely because within the Secret Realm, there was Great Emperor-level aura concealing things, so Yu Buhou had also failed to sense what happened outside.

Therefore, he was entirely unaware of this.

"Fellow Daoist, what is the meaning of this?" Jiang Xun's gaze condensed as he said, "I am a Saint of the Jiang Clan. Are you provoking the Imperial Clan?"

"Hmph, can the Jiang Imperial Clan cover the sky with one hand? You annihilated our Saint, and today this seat wants you to pay with your lives." Xu Dadao guided with a hand incantation.

The Dharma form behind him took a giant stride forward, holding a giant saber, and slashed down toward Jiang Xun below.

With this slash, Saber Qi crisscrossed, splitting open the Void Realm. That majestic Saber Qi transformed into a long river as it chopped down.

Wherever the saber river passed, Saber Qi burst forth, suppressing mountains and rivers, and resembling the firmament, seeming capable of annihilating all living beings.

The half-step Saint King-grade Magic Treasure above Jiang Xun's head directly trembled, and cracks appeared.

The majestic Saber Qi was like the Milky Way of the Nine Heavens, intending to annihilate them.

"No..." Seeing this, a chill ran through the hearts of the two Jiang Clan quasi-Saints, and their bodies were directly pressed down by the Saber Qi until they knelt to the ground.

A sense of death surged into their hearts.

At this very moment, ripples arose in the Void Realm of this Secret Realm, and an extremely bizarre Law fluctuation seeped into the space.

"I say... All Laws Fall Silent!"

A cold and ruthless voice resounded from beneath the tree of great dao.

That voice was ethereal, like the sound of Dao, filled with an unquestionable supreme Dao might.