51: Crimson Flame was betrayed! He casually slashed the enemy and continued on his way.

Within a certain region of the Huntian Ancient Realm.

Several figures were currently engaged in a fierce battle.

Pfft!

A man wearing beast-hide robes found an opportunity amidst several clashes and decapitated his opponent with a single saber strike.

The head fell, and blood gushed out.

"Junior Brother Wen!!"

"Aaaaaah... Golden Holy Land! You all deserve to die!"

Seeing their fellow Junior Brother beheaded with their own eyes, the eyes of several True Disciples from the Boundless Holy Land instantly turned bloodshot, and they roared in fury.

"Heh... trash from the Qilin Seeking Domain, if you have the ability, then come and kill me~"

The man from the Golden Holy Land licked the blood remaining on his blade, revealing a sinister smile as he spoke contemptuously.

Hearing his mockery, the Immeasurable True Disciples felt their heads throb with rage, their blood boiling with resentment.

However, they were being entangled by other Golden Holy Land Disciples and had no time to worry about anyone else.

"I'll do it!!"

On the other side, Saint Chi Yan used the Profound Fire to force back his opponent with a single move, then turned and charged toward the beast-robed man who had killed Junior Brother Wen.

Relying on the Profound Fire he had obtained in the corrosion secret treasury, Chi Yan suppressed the beast-robed man within a few moves.

"Well done, Senior Brother Chi Yan!!"

"Kill him! Avenge Junior Brother Wen!"

Seeing Chi Yan gain the upper hand, the Immeasurable Disciples immediately showed looks of joy and shouted.

"Damn this Profound Fire!"

The beast-robed man cursed, feeling stifled in his heart.

With the enhancement of the Profound Fire, the power of Chi Yan's Divine Ability forced him to focus entirely on defense, fearing he might be touched by the flames.

"Senior Brother Chi Yan, I'll help you!"

A long-haired young woman wearing the robes of the Boundless Holy Land suddenly appeared. Her skin was dark, and a Crescent Moon Beast Bone hung around her neck.

"This Junior Sister is...?"

"I know her! She's a new True Disciple who just joined the Holy Land, Junior Sister Gu!"

Several True Disciples had no impression of this Junior Sister; only one True Disciple recognized her.

"Thank you, Junior Sister!"

Saint Chi Yan was naturally more than happy to have a Disciple free to help him end the battle quickly.

However, as the long-haired girl approached, Saint Chi Yan did not maintain his guard, focusing instead on suppressing the beast-robed man.

The long-haired woman revealed a strange smile, and the Crescent Moon Beast Bone at her neck suddenly erupted with blood-red light.

A Blood Wolf Beast Head surged out from the Crescent Moon Beast Bone, slamming violently into Saint Chi Yan's back with incredible speed.

"Pfft!"

Saint Chi Yan's eyes widened, and a mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth, mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"Hahahaha... Didn't expect that, did you!!"

The beast-robed man, who had been suppressed by Chi Yan, burst into wild laughter and threw a punch that sent Chi Yan flying several meters.

The situation took a sudden turn for the worse.

The True Disciples present could hardly believe their eyes.

One was even dazed for a few seconds, leading to his chest being pierced by an opponent's strike.

Chi Yan collapsed to the ground, struggling to prop himself up.

"You aren't from our Boundless Holy Land... nor are you from the Qilin Seeking Domain..."

Suppressing the injuries within his body, Saint Chi Yan stared at the long-haired girl.

"Hehehe..."

The long-haired girl giggled, but her soft, feminine voice was laced with a somber male voice.

He was none other than Gu Lianghan, who had previously pursued Jiang Lun and Long Yi on the Space Ship.

"Fool! How could you possibly see through the ancient secret techniques of our Golden Clan?"

The beast-robed man patted his robes and walked toward Chi Yan with a sinister grin.

"Saint!"

"Quick, save the Saint!"

Seeing that Chi Yan was about to meet a cruel end, the True Disciples became distracted.

They rushed toward Chi Yan, wanting to sacrifice themselves to save the Saint.

Unfortunately, their strength was inferior to that of the Golden Holy Land Disciples, and they were captured before they could even get close.

Several Chief Disciples were pinned to the ground, their eyes bloodshot.

Helplessness! Pain!

The Golden Holy Land Disciples holding them down raised their blades, intending to behead them all at once.

"Holy Son Mu will never let you get away with this! We'll be waiting for you in Hell!!"

"Just you wait! Just you wait!!"

"I'm not willing! I'm not willing!"

Overcome with grief, the Immeasurable Disciples struggled incessantly, letting out their final roars.

But their words only made the Golden True Disciples laugh.

Only Gu Lianghan's expression grew slightly solemn when he heard the name "Holy Son Mu."

He knew that Mu Zun had already been granted the status of an Upper Realm Saint. If he truly wanted to avenge this trash...

It might actually be quite troublesome for their Golden Holy Land.

"What kind of trash is Holy Son Mu?"

"The younger generation in the Qilin Seeking Domain are all useless! This Holy Son Mu you speak of is probably just the king of the trash, right? Hahahaha..."

"Well said! The Qilin Seeking Domain is just..."

Just as the Golden True Disciples were laughing loudly and several Immeasurable Chief Disciples, unable to bear the humiliation, closed their eyes to await death...

A clear sword hum suddenly rang out.

With their eyes closed and everything pitch black, the Immeasurable Disciples only saw a flash of silver light before them.

They felt the pressure on their bodies suddenly vanish.

"What happened?!"

They snapped their eyes open and looked around.

They saw that everything around them was already covered in blood. Various organs were scattered across the soil in a bloody scene, resembling a hellish purgatory.

All the Golden Holy Land Disciples had been sliced apart by a single sword strike, including the beast-robed man who had intended to kill Saint Chi Yan.

In an instant, only Gu Lianghan remained among the enemies present.

Dazed, shocked!

The minds of the Immeasurable Disciples went blank; they hadn't reacted at all to what had just happened.

Gu Lianghan was even more like a wooden post, frozen in place.

Suddenly.

Two figures descended from the sky, one after the other.

The youth in the lead stepped lightly upon the Void Realm, his entire body flowing with celestial charm, transcendent and otherworldly.

His eyes seemed to harbor the mysteries of the Universe and the creation of the myriad worlds.

The youth behind him was equally extraordinary, surrounded by stars as if he were a child of the constellations.

"It's Holy Son Mu!"

"Holy Son Mu has come to save us!"

"Junior Brother Fang is here too!"

Several True Disciples were beyond excited, shouting out loud. One True Disciple, who had been in despair, couldn't help but weep with joy.

Meanwhile, Saint Chi Yan sat on the ground, his face full of daze and his eyes wide.

What had he just seen?

A silver sword light, in the moment it appeared...

Over a dozen Golden Holy Land Disciples died violently on the spot, unable to even let out a scream.

Is this truly your strength? Holy Son Mu.

The fear in Saint Chi Yan's heart toward Mu Zun gradually began to change at this moment.

It became awe.

And worship.

The feat of killing dozens of top Prodigies from the Golden Holy Land with a single sword strike truly made him worthy of being the First Saint!

Of course, the one who felt this most deeply and was the most shocked was Fang Chensheng, who was beside Mu Zun.

He had seen with his own eyes Mu Zun lightly raise his hand, press two fingers together, and casually swipe.

In Fang Chensheng's eyes, the Golden Holy Land Disciples—who would have been a difficult battle for him to face—were sliced apart like tofu in less than a breath's time.

Too terrifying, my Holy Son!

If there weren't people around, Fang Chensheng would have wanted to kneel on the spot.

Mu Zun's gaze was calm, without the slightest ripple.

He shifted his gaze to Gu Lianghan, who stood alone amidst the scattered flesh and blood.

"Explanation?"

Mu Zun spoke indifferently.

Gu Lianghan's effeminate, frail body trembled violently.

"Holy Son... I..."

Bang!

Gu Lianghan's head exploded like a watermelon.

"No need for an explanation."

Mu Zun closed his eyes and shook his head, then turned around.

Continuing forward.