414: Chapter 414 Are they all saints?

"Bang!"

He fell heavily onto the cold, hard ground, his body aching all over and his vision still dark.

After several breaths, he barely managed to gather a sliver of spirit and weak spiritual energy. Struggling, he tremblingly raised his head and looked around.

This was a dimly lit, enclosed space. Heart-palpitating sealing runes flowed across the spatial barriers.

Not far ahead of him, six people stood in a circle.

They were the very same Azure Profound Sect Peak Masters who had been in the valley outside just moments ago!

However, at this moment, there was no longer any hint of the instability or peacefulness of the Cave Heaven Realm about them.

The Aura surrounding them was as vast as an abyss and as condensed as substance.

That Aura was heavy and majestic, containing an absolute suppressive force belonging to a higher level of life that made his Soul tremble instinctively!

Saints?!

All of them are Saints?!

Mo Lingzi lay on the ground, feeling a chill rush from his tailbone straight to the top of his head, freezing his thoughts until they almost solidified.

Six... a full six Saints?!

How is this possible?! This is absolutely impossible!

The Azure Profound Sect, a Sect without even a decent Celestial Being, how could it have Saints?!

And six of them appeared all at once?!

He frantically pushed his Divine Sense, staring fixedly and repeatedly perceiving the six figures ahead.

There was no mistake!

That vast, sea-like, and flawless Dao Rhyme, the resonance with the Laws of Heaven and Earth latent in their every movement—these were definitely Saints!

"An illusion! This must be an incredibly sophisticated illusion formation! It's a trap! They want to disturb my Dao Heart!"

He squeezed his eyes shut and frantically pushed his remaining Divine Sense, activating the Heart-Clearing Secret Technique in an attempt to break the illusion.

"Break! Break for me!!"

However, no matter how he operated his Cultivation Technique, that terrifying Saintly pressure, like an endless abyss, did not disappear. Instead, it bore down on his perception even more clearly and realistically!

It crushed his remaining spiritual energy until it completely solidified. His Primordial Spirit wailed and trembled, nearly shattering!

This wasn't an illusion formation! This was actually real?!

He kept his eyes tightly shut, not daring to open them.

It was as if as long as he didn't open his eyes, this absurd and terrifying scene wouldn't be real.

Just as Mo Lingzi's mind was reeling from the terrifying fact of "six Saints appearing together"...

From not far away, more powerful Auras and the sound of footsteps approached.

Mo Lingzi struggled to turn his head, looking in the direction of the sounds and Auras.

Behind the six Saint Peak Masters, he saw one, two, ten, twenty, thirty...

Figure after figure slowly walked over, looking as if they were there to watch a spectacle.

More Saints!

All of them were Saints!

At a glance, they were densely packed—there were actually more than thirty!

Their Auras merged into one, like an invisible tide, flooding the space and completely overwhelming Mo Lingzi's remaining sanity.

If the Saint Realm cultivation of the six Peak Masters just now were six erupting volcanoes that shocked and horrified him...

Then at this moment, these thirty-plus Saints simultaneously revealing their heavenly might were like a vast, boundless Saint Realm continent suddenly rising from beneath the sea!

The suffocating sense of absolute oppression brought by such numbers made the very space seem to freeze!

His mind was a complete blank; all ability to think had been crushed by this terrifying scene.

More than thirty... plus the six in front of him... forty Saints!

The Azure Profound Sect, actually hiding forty Saints?!

This number... let alone sweeping across the Xuan Province, even in the Face of those ancient Holy Lands with long-standing Legacies, it would be enough to make people take notice!

One must know that even if the Myriad Law Pavilion exhausted the strength of the entire Sect, they didn't have a single Saint!

Just then, a suppressed, painful groan, mixed with the dull thuds of fists and feet hitting flesh, drifted from deeper within the space.

Mo Lingzi's heart trembled. That voice seemed somewhat familiar?

Instinctively, he cast a terrified glance toward the source of the sound.

In a corner of the space, several figures were "sparring."

One side was a middle-aged man with a majestic Aura, tattered gray robes, and disheveled hair. His Aura was actually even more powerful than the Saint Realm!

But right now, this middle-aged man was roaring repeatedly, struggling to parry. He was being pinned down by several Azure Profound Sect Elders whose cultivation was "only" at the Saint Realm, using an exquisite combined attack technique. They were pummeling him relentlessly, leaving him in a wretched state.

On the other side, the scene was even more "tragic."

Several Azure Profound Sect Elders were surrounding another person, punching and kicking them.

The person being beaten... Mo Lingzi's gaze suddenly froze on that person.

Although the person's Face was bruised and swollen, their hair was a mess, and blood leaked from the corners of their mouth, looking incredibly miserable, the outline of their features... Mo Lingzi's breathing suddenly stopped.

His heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly by a cold, giant hand!

He recognized that Face!

Although it was swollen beyond recognition and covered in blood, he would never mistake it!

Li Mo!

The Supreme Mystery Holy Land's Li Mo!

Years ago, the Pavilion Master of the Myriad Law Pavilion, Yun Canghai, had personally brought lavish gifts to pay a visit in order to establish a connection with the Supreme Mystery Holy Land.

As an accompanying Elder, Mo Lingzi had the honor of seeing this Saint Li Mo from a distance.

At that time, Saint Li Mo sat high in the clouds, dressed in a magnificent purple robe, with a cold expression and eyes like lightning. Just a single glance from him made Mo Lingzi, a "King Realm expert," feel a stinging pain in his Divine Soul, nearly forcing him to kneel.

Before that Saint, Pavilion Master Yun Canghai had humbled himself greatly, speaking with such reverence that it bordered on sycophancy.

And Saint Li Mo merely nodding slightly was already considered giving them immense Face.

That scene was deeply etched into Mo Lingzi's heart, making him profoundly understand the majesty of a Holy Land and the supremacy of a Saint.

After returning, he had been excited for a long time, regarding it as the glory of his life, and he had firmly memorized the appearance of Saint Li Mo.

And now, that Purple Robe Saint of the Holy Land, whom he had to look up to and whom even his own Pavilion Master had to curry favor with...

That high and mighty, god-like Saint Li Mo...

Was currently in the Azure Profound Sect—a "dilapidated Sect" he had previously looked down upon—being treated by a group of Elders he considered ants...

Like a punching bag, beaten until he curled up on the ground, letting out painful groans, without any power to fight back, and without a shred of Saintly dignity left!

Mo Lingzi's eyes widened to their limit, his eyeballs nearly bulging out of their sockets!

The muscles on his Face twisted violently, a mix of boundless fear, absurdity, and a blankness from having his perception of reality completely shattered.

He looked at Saint Li Mo in the distance, being beaten like a dead dog.

Then he looked at the dozens of people from the Azure Profound Sect before him, who wore kind smiles but emitted terrifying Saintly pressure, observing him with interest.

Finally, he felt his own situation—aching all over, his spiritual energy sealed, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Pfft—!"

Overwhelmed by anger and bone-chilling fear, Mo Lingzi suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood. His vision went dark, and he completely fainted.

The moment before he lost consciousness, only one incredibly clear and incredibly absurd thought echoed in the endless darkness.

Azure Profound Sect, what the hell kind of monsters are you people?!