Asking the Immortal Sect won't work either.

On the other side!

Within a secluded valley in Wenxian Sect, hundreds of figures had gathered.

Compared to the relatively quiet Wenxian Sect, this place was exceptionally lively.

Some people were responsible for maintaining order, while others entered the valley in an orderly fashion.

They prostrated themselves before Crimson Luan, who was at the center of the crowd.

"Disciple greets Master!"

"Hmm, rise!"

Crimson Luan responded absentmindedly.

This place had almost become his temporary base for taking Disciples in Wenxian Sect.

He accepted all who came to seek mentorship.

Of course, he also had standards for accepting Disciples.

People with ordinary talent could not even reach this place.

Although Crimson Luan always remembered his Master's command to take as many Disciples as possible, there still had to be a threshold.

He only accepted the elites of Wenxian Sect, absolutely no trash.

"It's just that the number of Disciples seems to be decreasing!"

Crimson Luan looked at the figures in the valley.

Compared to the peak period when he could receive seven or eight thousand people daily, the number of Disciples joining his faction was now sharply declining.

Currently, the number was even close to falling below a thousand.

"This is a Sect that claims to be a star-level force, yet its so-called elite Disciples are already showing their shortcomings after only recruiting thirty to forty thousand people."

"This Wenxian Sect is also not good!"

The faint words drifted into the sky with the wind.

At this moment, Sect Leader Qin Wen of Wenxian Sect and two Elders, trailing behind a Disciple, happened to arrive above the valley and overheard this murmur-like complaint.

The few people who had already arrived with murderous intent, upon hearing these words, felt the small volcano in their hearts completely erupt!

Are these human words?

This person came to their Wenxian Sect to stir up trouble, digging at the very foundations of their Sect.

While digging, he was also complaining that Wenxian Sect's foundation was not good enough.

"Boom..."

A terrifying aura erupted from Qin Wen's body.

The murderous intent emanating from him swept in all directions like icy seawater.

This scene instantly caused panic among the people in the valley.

"Sect Leader, why is Sect Leader here?"

Someone cried out in horror, a look of dread flashing across his face.

He trembled and kept moving towards the corners, lowering his sense of presence, as if doing so could bring him some sense of security.

"What are you panicking for?"

At this moment, Crimson Luan spoke!

Among everyone present, he was the only one who could remain calm.

For Crimson Luan, this scene today was something he had long anticipated.

In fact, it was even a little later than he had expected.

"Heh heh, what courage!"

Sect Leader Qin Wen of Wenxian Sect stood in the sky, his gaze coldly fixed on Crimson Luan.

With each step he took forward, his aura surged, and the surging murderous intent intensified.

"I wouldn't expect a mere Three Tribulation Emperor like you to have the guts to provoke the might of my Wenxian Sect."

"Tell me, who instructed you to come and sever the foundation of my Wenxian Sect?"

Facing Qin Wen's interrogation, Crimson Luan raised his head and chuckled, "Are you overestimating your Wenxian Sect?"

"For a broken Sect like yours, this Seat can come and go as he pleases."

"Why would I need anyone else's instruction?"

Sect Leader Chi Luan of Wenxian Sect laughed in extreme anger.

"It's been a long time since anyone dared to speak to this Seat like that!"

"Fine, since you are so eager to die, this Seat will strip your tendons, pull your bones, and search your soul today."

"Let's see what force is behind you."

"Those who dare to offend my Wenxian Sect shall be punished, no matter how far away they are!"

As his words fell, Qin Wen moved.

The unique pressure of a First Revolution Pseudo-Immortal completely permeated the area, as if he were a true god descending, and with a casual strike, he brought down immense power.

As his palm descended, Crimson Luan's eyes narrowed.

This power was too strong, making him feel an insurmountable sense of powerlessness.

"Is this what a First Revolution Pseudo-Immortal is?"

Although he had thought that the gap between him and a First Revolution Pseudo-Immortal would be significant.

But only when he truly faced the opponent did he realize that the gap was far greater than he had imagined.

However, despite the large gap, he was not afraid.

After all, he had the immortal artifact bestowed by his Master.

"Boom..."

Just as the colossal palm continued to descend, in a flash of lightning, Crimson Luan also moved.

He did not retreat but advanced, flying up to meet the attack, and with a flick of his wrist, a three-foot long sword appeared in his hand.

With an immortal sword in hand, I possess the world!

"Boom..."

As he infused boundless Emperor Realm origin power, an unparalleled sharp edge burst forth from the three-foot long sword.

The sharp edge was too dazzling and brilliant, as if it wanted to split the entire world in two!

The clash of sword and palm.

One carried the power to overturn the heavens and earth, the other contained the might to sever the sky and destroy the earth.

This was a collision of two different realms!

"Rumble..."

The next moment, a terrifying shockwave emanated from the scene.

This shockwave spread in all directions, stirring up the winds and clouds of the Nine Heavens, and one mountain after another was directly leveled.

It was only because the terrain of Central Continent Second Heaven was special, and this was the main base of Wenxian Sect, with array formations and restrictions protecting the entire Sect.

Otherwise!

If such a level of confrontation were to take place in the lower realms, perhaps just this one strike would be enough to destroy several great regions.

Even so, this level of destructive power was truly astonishing.

Countless people trembled in the confrontation between the two sides.

They only felt like they were a lone boat in a storm, capable of being swallowed by the monstrous waves at any moment.

After one strike, Qin Wen withdrew his palm and looked at the crimson bloodstains on his palm.

He looked at the unharmed Crimson Luan, and his eyes showed three parts more horror!

Shouldn't a First Revolution Pseudo-Immortal facing a Three Tribulation Emperor always be a crushing victory?

Now, after a brief exchange, the opponent was unharmed, but he was injured instead.

If the colossal palm he had struck out had not been formed by Pseudo-Immortal origin power, it might not have been as simple as just an injured palm.

Perhaps his entire palm would have been severed!

"Who exactly are you?"

"An ordinary Three Tribulation Emperor cannot possess such terrifying combat power?"

Qin Wen's face was grim, and for the first time, he took Crimson Luan seriously.

Especially the three-foot long sword in the opponent's hand, which made him feel a huge threat.

What grade of divine weapon is this?

Could it be Pseudo-Immortal grade?

Immortal grade divine weapons possess boundless power, and any immortal grade divine weapon has the ability to return to its original simplicity and conceal its true nature.

Unless the owner of the divine weapon actively exposed its grade, even a Pseudo-immortal Realm powerhouse would not be able to discern its quality face to face.

And the highest grade Qin Wen could imagine was Pseudo-Immortal grade; as for immortal grade divine weapons, he dared not even contemplate them.

Crimson Luan held up the three-foot long sword and laughed loudly, "Sect Leader Qin is truly forgetful!"

"Have you forgotten the Liuguang Sect that was once oppressed by you to the point of being unable to raise its head?"

"And I am precisely the Sect Leader of Liuguang Sect, Crimson Luan!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and glanced at the Azure Edge Immortal Sword.

An immortal artifact truly lives up to its name; its power made even him feel a tremor in his heart.

What a pity!

With his current strength, he could not unleash even one-thousandth of the immortal artifact's power.

Otherwise, that single sword strike just now would have been enough to end the opponent's life, instead of merely inflicting a minor injury!

"Sect Leader Chi Luan of Liuguang Sect?"

Sect Leader Qin Wen of Wenxian Sect frowned deeply.

The next moment, his pupils suddenly constricted.