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Senior Brother doesn't seem like a Senior Brother at all; instead, he resembles a Senior.

In the Ancient Domain.

On a desolate plain, a fierce battle was erupting.

Countless gold-armored Martial Artists were clashing with foreign races, and the earth-shattering sounds of battle permeated the wilderness. Overwhelming Evil Qi spread, and blood flowed like rivers on the ground, gushing like a scene from Hell.

Far away from the battlefield, on a Divine Mountain.

Many powerhouses were guarding it.

Their auras were formidable, each exuding a terrifying killing intent, and vast Qi and blood surged, demonstrating their extraordinary strength.

At this moment.

These powerhouses occasionally looked towards the mountain peak, and their gazes, filled with killing intent, couldn't help but reveal a hint of respect.

Under their watchful eyes.

A majestic young man stood at the summit.

He was dressed in black, his back to the crowd, his hands clasped behind him. Infinite Daorhyme intertwined around his body, brilliant Divine Light coiled around him, and dense Dao Principle Divine Light floated up and down, exhaling profound Qi mechanisms.

Anyone.

Could tell that this young man was extraordinary.

And he was indeed extraordinary. His cultivation had already reached the Transcendent Realm, breaking through the Life and Death Profound Barrier, and he was about to ascend to Nirvana.

His talent was so formidable that it was rarely seen in the world.

More importantly.

This person was the First Quasi-Saint Child of Taichu Holy Land. Before Chu Mo's rise, he was regarded by countless Taichu Saint and Elder as the true candidate for the Saint, with great expectations placed upon him.

However.

His ambition was not here.

After being conferred the title of Quasi-Saint Child, he personally went to the Ancient Domain to fight against foreign races. He has been there for more than twenty years, establishing illustrious military achievements!

Many foreign race Martial Artists trembled in fear upon hearing his great name!

Now.

He was leading the gold-armored Martial Artists of Taichu Holy Land, clashing with a team of foreign races. His eyes were deep as he observed the battle.

Wherever the army passed, the foreign races were defeated section by section, slaughtered until blood flowed like rivers.

From time to time, foreign race powerhouses would burst into sorrow and indignation, their bodies shining with brilliant golden light, displaying Divine Might. But it wasn't long before they were slain by the powerhouses of Taichu Holy Land and perished.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Jiang Taixuan, you killed my clansmen! I will never rest until I have my revenge!"

A roar filled with grief and indignation echoed for ten thousand miles.

As the sound faded.

An old man shot out from the foreign race camp, transforming into a streak of light, and shot towards him.

Still halfway there.

A terrifying, vast force, accompanied by the pressure of heaven and earth, swept over, like a sky pressing down.

This was indeed a powerhouse whose Realm had reached the Cave Heaven Realm!

At this moment, he burned his Lifespan, unleashing a desperate strike, intending to kill him.

But the First Quasi-Saint Child of Taichu Holy Land remained unmoving, simply standing in place. His eyes showed no ripple, as if he didn't care about the charging Cave Heaven powerhouse at all.

"Colliding with a Quasi-Saint Child is courting death!"

On the mountain peak.

An old man snorted coldly, instantly transforming into a streak of light, blocking the foreign race powerhouse's desperate strike, and then engaged him in battle.

Earth-shattering explosions resounded in all directions, shaking the heavens and the universe.

The terrifying shockwaves caused the surrounding ten thousand miles of land to tremble violently, and cracks appeared in the Void Realm. Terrifying killing auras permeated the air, and ordinary Martial Artists would perish if they were even slightly touched.

This terrifying scene was almost like the end of the world.

But he remained composed, without the slightest fluctuation, merely looking down at the battlefield below, his eyes deep, wondering what he was thinking.

"Quasi-Saint Child, news from the Sect!"

At this moment.

A respectful voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Speak."

Jiang Taixuan did not turn around, speaking calmly.

"Chu Mo, the Seventh Quasi-Holy Son of Taichu Holy Land, participated in the Sword Tournament of Various Sects in the Eastern Domain and won first place!"

"Before the tournament, he was provoked by a Prodigy of the reclusive Mo Clan. He destroyed his Physical Body with one punch and shattered his Dao Heart. Afterward, during the tournament, he was challenged by Ling Xiao, the Saint of Haoran Holy Land. He injured him with one punch after getting on stage, and then annihilated him with one sword strike!"

"He then faced over a hundred Prodigies and suppressed them with one punch!"

"The Dao Child of Tianhai Holy Pavilion didn't even make a move, bowed his head in defeat, his Dao Heart covered in dust, becoming a cripple!"

"Afterward, Quasi-Saint Child Chu Mo even declared: 'Enemies who fall by my hand will no longer be my foes. I will give you time to catch up, until you can no longer even glimpse my shadow!'"

The old man respectfully reported.

Upon hearing this.

Jiang Taixuan, whose expression had shown no ripple even when facing the battle below or the attack of a Heaven Realm powerhouse, suddenly showed a hint of surprise.

"Enemies who fall by my hand will no longer be my foes!"

"I will give you time to catch up, until you can no longer even glimpse my shadow!"

He murmured softly, his eyes softening considerably: "After so many years away, a truly promising one has emerged!"

"Quasi-Saint Child, should we do something?"

The old man asked.

"No need."

Jiang Taixuan waved his hand, saying, "Let's quietly observe for a while longer. If this Junior Brother Chu is truly capable of shouldering great responsibilities, what's the harm in giving him the Saint position!"

"After all..."

"My ambition isn't here either!"

Saying that.

He once again focused his gaze on the battle ahead, his eyes returning to their calm state.

Seeing this.

The old man nodded, then quietly retreated.

What no one noticed was.

At this moment, Jiang Taixuan, standing on the mountain with his back to the crowd, suddenly curved his lips into a smile, appearing to be in a very good mood.

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On the other side, Taichu Holy Land.

Chu Mo and the others had not yet returned.

However, his feat of sweeping through the Prodigies of various Sects in the Sword Tournament of Various Sects had already spread throughout the Holy Land.

Countless Disciples were initially shocked upon hearing the news, but then, their faces lit up with excitement as they eagerly discussed it with other Disciples.

After all.

This was a feat of suppressing over a hundred Prodigies with one sword, forcing the Dao Child of Tianhai Holy Pavilion to bow his head in defeat without even making a move, and even causing his Dao Heart to shatter!

It could be said to be unprecedented, and it was foreseeable that future generations would find it difficult to surpass!

Under such circumstances.

As Disciples of Taichu Holy Land, they naturally felt honored.

However.

In an Inner Sect Disciple's residence, a Martial Artist's face was now filled with uncertainty, appearing to be doubting life itself.

"No!"

"This is completely wrong!"

"I can confirm that in my previous life, when I was a Utility Disciple in Taichu Holy Land, there was no True Disciple surnamed Chu, nor was there a Quasi-Saint Child surnamed Chu!"

"And the one who won first place in the Sword Tournament of Various Sects in the Eastern Domain was clearly Saint Ling Xiao of Haoran Holy Land!"

"Originally, Quasi-Saint Child Gu Ruochen and the Dao Child of Tianhai Holy Pavilion both had the qualifications to contend, but these two fought first, resulting in both being injured, and Ling Xiao took advantage of it!"

"I remember all these things clearly, so why has it become Quasi-Saint Child Chu Mo now!"

"My memory is perfectly fine; something is definitely wrong here!"