Come on stage!

On the crimson land, the Eagleman Yao Race knelt there motionlessly, trembling all over.

He was enduring the pressure of the Law from heaven and earth, the source of which was Xu Ying.

The Eagleman Yao Race's spine shattered under the oppression of the Law of Tyranny, his entire body trembled, and he collapsed to the ground.

Xu Ying withdrew his gaze, his eyes still incredibly cold.

He had no good feelings for these Yao Race members; as the saying goes, those not of my race are sure to have different intentions.

What's more, his every action now represented the Beidou Holy Land.

"Thank you, Big Dipper Holy Son! I have no way to repay your life-saving grace!"

"If you ever need my help in the future, I will gladly lay down my life."

The Human Race Cultivator, having survived the ordeal, was stunned for a moment before coming to his senses and quickly kneeling to the ground.

His body trembled, and his face was flushed red, clearly overly excited, as various words continuously spilled from his mouth.

Xu Ying listened silently, not expecting anything from them, but looked at him and asked, "Which direction did these Yao Race members go?"

"Big Dipper Holy Son! I know this!"

The young Human Race Cultivator got up from the ground and said indignantly, "When those Yao Race members saw us Human Race Cultivators in the Blood Hell Battlefield, they captured us and used us to call more young Cultivators..."

"But these beasts were playing with us!"

"They took pleasure in chasing and humiliating us to entertain themselves!"

As he spoke, Xu Ying saw the other party clench his fist, and several crisp sounds came from his hand.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Then I'll trouble you to lead the way!"

The young Cultivator quickly led the way, sighing, "My Cultivator friends seemed to have unearthed a stone tablet from the Blood Hell Battlefield, containing Concepts that soared to the heavens."

"It was precisely because of this that it attracted the attention of this Yao Race."

"Big Dipper Holy Son, it's all up to you... These Yao Race members are too overbearing!"

Xu Ying nodded abruptly and said, "Mm, I understand..."

Hearing these words, he thought of the Blade Dao stone tablet mentioned in the intelligence.

Presumably, that stone tablet was taken by the Yao Race of Demon God Heaven from the Human Race Cultivators.

With this thought, Xu Ying naturally had to go and retrieve this stone tablet... In the Blood Hell Battlefield, blood mist filled the sky.

Figures rushed out of the blood mist, heavily falling to the ground.

Several Yao Race members from Demon God Heaven followed closely, breaking through the blood mist, with cackling laughter in their ears.

"It's over."

The Human Race Cultivators on the ground had pale faces, dragging their bodies for a distance, leaving a long trail of thick blood on the ground.

They had originally come to the Blood Hell Battlefield to search for treasures and had just received a distress message from a fellow disciple and friend.

However, they never expected that the Yao Race here was completely different from the Yao Race of the Xuanhuang World.

It was too despairing!

"Hehehe."

In the sky, a yellow-bodied Tiger Yao landed on the ground, with black patterns extending from its body to its head.

With the stride of a Dragon and the gait of a Tiger, he sneered, raised his foot, and crushed the head of a Human Race Cultivator.

"Puff!"

A sound like a fruit bursting open rang out, brains splattered, and exclamations came from the side.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"

"Damn Yao Race, may you all die a horrible death!"

"Just wait, you will sooner or later have your head cut off by our Human Race Prodigy."

The Tiger Yao looked up and sneered, "You all better take care of yourselves first."

"If a Human Race Prodigy comes, I'll cut down one if one comes, and a pair if two come."

"Unfortunately, you won't live to see it..."

As he spoke, the Tiger Yao raised his hand, and vast spiritual power erupted.

A phantom of a Demonic Tiger was born in the Void Realm, in a pouncing posture, charging towards the crowd.

For a time, the Human Race Cultivators felt despair, closing their eyes one after another, awaiting the arrival of death.

"Bang!!"

But just then, a violent impact sound came.

After the shocking sound disappeared, the Tiger Yao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he snorted, "Not knowing your own strength, are you here to deliver more heads!"

Even the Human Race Cultivators who were originally awaiting death held their breath, opening their eyes to look in the direction from which the explosion had just come.

They saw a black greatblade suspended in the Void Realm, with faint white cracks on its blade and wisps of swirling Devilish Qi brewing.

"Senior Sister, Junior Brother... are you alright!"

At this moment, an exclamation came from the Void Realm behind them.

The familiar voice made the eyes of several young Cultivators light up, exclaiming, "Junior Brother (Senior Brother), you're still alive... That's great!"

"Has a Senior from the Sect come to save us?"

"We must get revenge on these damned Yao Race members!"

The figures behind them gradually became clear. The Cultivator walking in front was stained with blood and dust, his eyes shining, and he replied, "No, it's not a Senior from the Sect..."

Hearing the first part of the sentence, the hearts of these young Cultivators immediately sank.

That's right, the Blood Hell Battlefield is so vast.

Coupled with the uncertainty of whether their previous distress signal had been sent out, their spirits plummeted to rock bottom once again.

If it wasn't a Senior from the Sect, whether other fellow Cultivators could stop this Yao Race was truly an unknown.

But then, the next sentence came unhurriedly: "This Senior Brother is the Saint from the Beidou Holy Land in the Eastern Domain!"

"He just saved me. Thanks to the Big Dipper Holy Son, otherwise I wouldn't be alive to see you all!"

As soon as these words came out, the young Cultivators present were stunned.

They came from the Kao Shan Sect in the Central Domain, a Sect that was unassuming and very low-key.

They had also heard of the Beidou Holy Land and the Big Dipper Holy Son's name, which had been widely known in recent years.

What's more, their Kao Shan Sect, unlike other Sects and Holy Lands in the Central Domain, never had regional discrimination.

"Big Dipper Holy Son!"

Someone exclaimed, a look of joy appearing on their face.

A young Cultivator who could become a Holy Land Saint was a notch higher than their Kao Shan Sect's Great Master.

But thinking of the Yao Race member chasing them, their faces suddenly stiffened again.

"Big Dipper Holy Son?"

"Never heard of him..."

"You wouldn't think that one Saint could challenge the Yao Race of our Demon God Heaven, would you?"

The Tiger Yao sneered contemptuously, puffed out his chest, and exuded an arrogant Aura.

Among their Demon God Heaven Yao Race, almost all their ancestors had the supreme Bloodline flowing through them.

And their Roaring Wind Tiger Yao clan originated from Emperor Roaring Wind, who single-handedly brought the entire clan to its Peak.

The Yao Race emphasized innate Divine Abilities, and a powerful innate Divine Ability could accompany a Yao Race Prodigy on the Emperor's Path, even contending for the position of Heavenly Emperor.

The Tiger Yao recalled his growth path, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his eyes; it was a bloody period.

"Thump, thump, thump..."

Just then, the phantom in the blood mist gradually became clear, and the mist dispersed.

A purple-haired young man walked out from within, with red lips and white teeth, his eyes swirling like stars.

This person was Xu Ying. With every movement of his hands and feet, the Shattered Demon Blade suspended in the sky responded.

Immediately, with a whoosh, it returned to his hand.

"Is he the Big Dipper Holy Son? So handsome!"

"Hmph, what a strong Aura!"

"This Senior is also a Heavenly Tyrant Body, we are saved!"

The young Cultivators' minds were shaken, and they regained their spirits, seeing hope for life.

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Please, a small gift.

Because I didn't write an outline when I started the book, it did go off track a bit later, and I'm trying my best to pull it back. I'm learning from my mistakes and striving to finish the book. T﹏T

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