130: The prince said, "Kill all these filthy women!"

Luo Wenzhou's expression, filled with heartache, suddenly stiffened at Xuan Tianchen's understated words.

"Luo Wenzhou, it seems your Red Dust Grotto-Heaven... cannot be saved."

Xuan Tianchen's gaze swept over the ruins below, which had completely turned to scorched earth, his tone as calm as if stating an established fact.

Then, he changed the subject, speaking with a mix of allure and icy Killing Intent:

"Kill them, and in the future, the entire Jueqing Immortal Domain will be yours."

"Emperor's Son, this..."

Luo Wenzhou's throat felt dry, and an extremely troubled expression appeared on his face.

Although he wanted to curry favor with Xuan Tianchen,

Directly engaging in war with the Jueqing Immortal Sect, who had come with their entire Sect, was too great a price.

The Jueqing Immortal Sect had a long Legacy and profound Foundation; even if he could win, it would be a Pyrrhic victory.

At that time, how could he, a solitary man, control the vast Jueqing Immortal Domain?

Moreover, the other party still had that legendary... Before he could weigh the pros and cons,

Within the Jueqing Immortal Sect's camp, Quasi-Emperor Kuyue, a Quasi-Emperor Sixth Level Cultivator, had already shouted sharply:

"Fellow Daoist Luo! As fellow Cultivators of the Jueqing Immortal Domain, and you being a powerful Quasi-Emperor Seventh Layer, do you truly intend to degrade yourself, become a running dog of the Xuan Clan, and oppose my Jueqing Immortal Sect, harming Fellow Daoists?!"

She tried to morally bind him with righteousness, at least to make Luo Wenzhou remain neutral.

However, these words seemed to ignite a certain resentment and anger within Luo Wenzhou's heart.

He suddenly raised his head, the trace of difficulty on his face instantly replaced by an emotion mixed with calculation and brutality.

Things had come to this; he just needed an excuse to act, an opportunity to show his loyalty to Xuan Tianchen!

"Elder Liu, you exaggerate!"

Luo Wenzhou's voice suddenly rose, carrying the indignation of being wronged.

"This old man is merely a carefree Loose Cultivator, with no intention of participating in any disputes! But your Jueqing Immortal Sect is truly too overbearing!

First, your Sect Master and Disciples offended the Emperor's Son's heavenly might, bringing disaster, and then turned this Red Dust Grotto-Heaven of mine upside down, reducing it to ruins!

Now, you've even brought a large army to besiege us, sealing us with a Killing Array. Do you truly think this Jueqing Immortal Domain is solely dominated by your Jueqing Immortal Sect, and you can casually manipulate us Loose Cultivators?!"

The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, as if he had suffered an immense grievance.

The Quasi-Emperor Qi around him began to surge uncontrollably, and a long-dormant Evil Qi, belonging to the "Mad Devil Blade," subtly revived.

"You... are twisting words!"

Quasi-Emperor Kuyue trembled with rage, not expecting Luo Wenzhou to so shamelessly distort the truth.

"What 'me, me'? Stinky bitch! Today, this old man will definitely get justice for my Red Dust Grotto-Heaven!"

Luo Wenzhou completely tore off his façade, sneered, and his eyes revealed a fierce glint.

He abruptly waved his hand, his voice shaking the surroundings:

"Where are the Crimson Qilin Guards?!"

"Boom—!"

Before his voice faded, dozens of immensely powerful auras suddenly erupted from deep within the Red Dust Grotto-Heaven!

Streaks of crimson light shot into the sky, carrying monstrous Killing Intent, and instantly stood behind Luo Wenzhou.

These individuals were uniformly clad in dark red scaled armor battle robes.

Their faces were stern, their eyes sharp as blades, and the cultivation surging around them was all at the Supreme Realm!

They were Luo Wenzhou's most core force—the Crimson Qilin Guards!

They were his loyal followers who had accompanied him on campaigns for tens of thousands of years, having crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

Each person's hands were stained with the blood of countless enemies.

The Killing Intent, solidified into substance, caused many Disciples of the Jueqing Immortal Sect to turn pale.

As a Loose Cultivator, Luo Wenzhou, who had climbed step by step to the Quasi-Emperor Seventh Layer and established a Foundation like the Red Dust Grotto-Heaven, how could he be a benevolent Soul?

In his youth, with his exquisite "Mad Devil Blade" technique,

He had, as a Loose Cultivator, directly confronted the Prodigies of several Immortal Dao Lineages without falling behind, earning a fearsome reputation.

It was just that with the passage of time, he had restrained his edge, but the ruthlessness and madness in his bones had never disappeared.

Xuan Tianchen knew about him precisely because of this sealed legend.

"The Emperor's Son said, kill all these stinky bitches!"

Luo Wenzhou pointed his blood-drinking mad blade forward, brimming with Killing Intent.

"Yes! Cave Master!"

Dozens of Crimson Qilin Guards responded in unison, their voices cold as iron, without a hint of hesitation.

The next moment, they were like dozens of crimson arrows shot from a bowstring.

They fiercely charged into the formation of the Jueqing Immortal Sect, directly targeting the Supreme Realm Elders!

Their attacks were vicious and cunning, executed with perfect coordination, causing the Jueqing Immortal Sect's formation to slightly falter upon initial contact.

"Hmph! Presumptuous!"

Quasi-Emperor Kuyue roared in anger, fully unleashing her Quasi-Emperor Sixth Level pressure, intending to intercept them.

"Stinky bitch, your opponent is this old man!"

Luo Wenzhou let out a wild laugh, taking a step forward, and the Void Realm beneath his feet shattered!

The vast cultivation of a Quasi-Emperor Seventh Layer bloomed without reservation, like a sleeping Vicious Beast awakening.

Crimson Saber Intent coiled around his body, causing the Laws of Heaven and Earth to wail and tremble!

Wielding the quasi-emperor weapon "blood-drinking mad blade," he transformed into a crimson whirlwind and charged directly towards the five Quasi-Emperors of the Jueqing Immortal Sect!

The battle instantly erupted!

Luo Wenzhou, alone with his saber, fought against five great Quasi-Emperors!

Saber light swept like a crimson river, wild and domineering, each strike containing the Great Dao Law capable of tearing apart the sky.

He seemed to have returned to his youthful era of acting on grievances and living on the edge of a blade.

His Mad Devil Blade Intent swept through all opposition, actually causing the defensive circle jointly set up by the five Quasi-Emperors to waver precariously!

"Pfft!"

Saber light flashed, and a young female Quasi-Emperor Fifth Layer, unable to dodge in time, had her protective Divine Light and delicate body severed in two by a single strike.

Her Divine Soul, just about to escape, was instantly pulverized by the subsequent crimson Saber Intent!

With a single move, he cut down a Quasi-Emperor!

"Hahahaha! How exhilarating!"

Luo Wenzhou stood with his saber, the blood-drinking mad blade humming, looking down at his remaining four opponents, his madness fully displayed.

"If this old man wasn't uninterested in establishing a Sect and preferred peace, this Jueqing Immortal Domain would have long been surnamed Luo!"

Quasi-Emperor Kuyue and the other three were both shocked and enraged.

They hadn't expected Luo Wenzhou's strength to be so formidable, and his Mad Devil Blade Intent to be utterly domineering.

"This old scoundrel's Realm is too high, and his Saber Intent is insane; even if we join forces, we won't be able to take him down in a short time!"

Quasi-Emperor Kuyue transmitted her voice to the other three, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes.

"As things stand, we can only bring out the Foundation left by the successive Sect Masters of my Jueqing Immortal Sect! Otherwise, we will all perish here!"

The other three nodded heavily.

The four quickly disengaged from the battle, their hand seals changing at astonishing speed, and ancient, obscure incantations chanted from their mouths.

An aura of desolation, tragedy, and the obsession of countless generations of powerful individuals began to permeate the Void Realm.

"Luo Wenzhou! You are indeed very strong, but against the Foundation formed by the sacrifice of everything by the successive Sect Masters of my Jueqing Immortal Sect, you cannot withstand it!"

Quasi-Emperor Kuyue's voice was hoarse, carrying a madness of perishing with the enemy.

"Please welcome the Sect's Foundation: The Red Dust Emperor Corpse!"

"Om—!"

The Void Realm seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand.

A bone-white, jade-like skeleton slowly stepped out from the crack!

This skeleton maintained a humanoid form, its entire body crystalline.

It appeared fragile, yet countless intricate Dao patterns were inscribed upon it.

It exuded a terrifying pressure that made one's Soul tremble.

Upon closer inspection, it was astonishingly a Ninth Level Quasi-Emperor!

And this was the Jueqing Immortal Sect's greatest trump card, the Red Dust Emperor Corpse!

It was formed by successive Sect Masters, who, when their Lifespan was nearing its end, voluntarily gave up the chance of Reincarnation.

They sacrificed their lifelong cultivation, Divine Soul, and even their Quasi-Emperor body to jointly offer and nurture this un-decaying bone!

After countless generations of accumulation, its power had ascended to the Ninth Level Quasi-Emperor, enough to sweep across the entire Jueqing Immortal Domain!

The Red Dust Emperor Corpse's empty eye sockets 'looked' towards Luo Wenzhou, and with just a slight lift of its bony hand, it gently pressed down from the air.

"Boom!"

An indescribable power of the Great Dao Law was born out of thin air, like the sky collapsing!

Luo Wenzhou swung his saber to resist, but soon the blood-drinking mad blade let out a mournful cry, unable to bear the burden.

He himself was struck by a heavy blow, violently spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backward.

Then, he heavily crashed into the ruins of the Red Dust Grotto-Heaven, his aura instantly weakening by more than half.

"Cave Master!"

The Crimson Qilin Guards, who were in fierce combat, saw this and their eyes split with rage.

They all forced back their opponents, then quickly converged around the deep pit Luo Wenzhou had created, protecting him in the center.

Luo Wenzhou struggled to get up, covered in blood, disheveled, and even the blood-drinking mad blade in his palm showed subtle cracks.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression extremely solemn as he looked at the slowly approaching white skeleton.

"Cough cough... The Jueqing Immortal Sect's Foundation, the Red Dust Emperor Corpse... truly lives up to its reputation..."

He was horrified in his heart; a Ninth Level Quasi-Emperor and a Seventh Layer Quasi-Emperor seemed to be only two levels apart, but in reality, their power was as different as heaven and earth!

If not for his solid Foundation and Saber Intent protecting him, that single strike just now would have been enough to annihilate his form and spirit.

Luo Wenzhou's voice was hoarse as he said to the Crimson Qilin Guards beside him:

"Before its power drops to the Quasi-Emperor Seventh Layer, it's enough to kill all of us. We've been brothers for many years; you all... run for your lives!"

"Cave Master! If it weren't for your rescue back then, we would have long since died without a burial place!"

"That's right, from the moment we became Crimson Qilin Guards, we swore to follow the Cave Master to the death!"

"Today, it's nothing more than death! How can we flee in the face of battle!"

"Swear to follow the Cave Master to the death!"

Dozens of Crimson Qilin Guards roared in unison, their voices shaking the four fields, their resolute intent moving people's hearts.