Jiang Yun was slightly startled by what he saw. Even the usually talkative and arrogant system fell silent. However, he was not overly worried because he could still come back to life in his Samsara Clone in the Misty Holy Land, and his followers also had fragments of souls that could be revived, albeit at a tremendous cost.
Suddenly, a powerful aura appeared. Everyone turned to see that it was a group of disciples from the Five Elements Sacred Land. However, the strength did not come from them but from the 500 people standing behind them. The energy of Nirvana Level 9 emanated from all 500 of them, shocking everyone.
"They're all at Nirvana Level 9!" an elder from the Emperor-level forces muttered. They were astonished by the strength of this group. "Why are these independent cultivators so strong?"
"Are you an idiot? It's not just independent cultivators; there are also people from lower-level powers."
While many were still puzzled, an elder from the ancient Emperor-level forces smiled slightly and said, "It's starting to happen now..."
Long Ping, who watched with interest, said, "None of these 500 people are ordinary... It seems that the secret realm might be more interesting than expected."
Fang Qin was slightly interested but soon lost interest. Guo Han also didn't care much but looked at a particular group with increased interest and felt a constant sense of threat.
Ye Chen was startled when Long Xiqiao said, "All 500 of them are at Nirvana Level 9." Ye Chen sensed danger from all directions and thought to himself, "Why are there so many powerful people? This is unsettling."
At that moment, Jiang Yun ignored the commotion around him and walked into the secret realm immediately with his followers. Others were shocked by his arrogance, and some questioned, "Who is that?"
Fang Qin, seeing Jiang Yun's audacity to disregard him, was extremely displeased and said, "You ant, go to hell."
He attacked with a wave of water towards Jiang Yun, but before the attack could reach him, a massive vortex appeared, absorbing Fang Qin's water wave and countering it immediately. However, Fang Qin attacked with water again, making the two attacks equal and causing both to stop fighting momentarily.
Elder Zhang Yu, the fifth elder, observed the situation calmly. He had no intention of helping Jiang Yun at all as he had heard rumors about him and disliked him greatly. He smirked and watched the unfolding situation.
Fang Qin felt that it wasn't really equal but rather because the other side had stopped attacking. He looked surprised and asked, "Who are you? Why do I feel such a strong urge to kill you?"
At that moment, Ming Hai continued to smile and said, "With your ability? Go back to sleep and keep dreaming." The people from the Misty Sacred Land were enraged and shouted, "You don't know your place!" Immediately, ten Saint-level guards rushed to attack Ming Hai.
But before they could get close, Ming Hai moved swiftly as if dodging something. Suddenly, the bodies of all ten guards changed—one turned into jade and died without realizing it, another was cut into nine pieces, another had numerous holes appearing all over his body, another bled from all over, another was annihilated by some light, another was left with only bones covered in strange black energy that seemed to eat away the flesh, some were burned to death in agony, some were crushed into the ground, and others turned into stone, which crumbled into pieces with a gust of wind.
Ming Hai smiled slightly and said, "You're the last one, then." He turned to look at the remaining guards. The guards were shocked and unleashed Saint-level power, thrusting a spear at Ming Hai, but the spear passed through Ming Hai's body without causing any harm. Ming Hai created water to cover the remaining guard, causing his body to gradually wither away, and screams of agony followed.
Everyone was stunned by the sight. "What is happening? Why are Saint-level attacks unable to cause any damage?"
People thought, "A Nirvana level can easily kill a Saint, even a high-level Saint, but this is too effortless."
Fang Qin, maintaining a calm expression, told Ming Hai to release his guards, but seeing Ming Hai's indifference, he summoned over 300 Saint-level guards and said, "Kill them."
Before the Saints could make a move, Jiang Yun waved his hand, creating spiritual threads that restrained and pulled immediately. Chui Meng, watching the scene, was astonished, and everyone around was shocked by what happened.
Stab…
Stab... stab
Sounds echoed across the area as people looked at the over 300 Saint-level guards. Initially fine, their bodies were instantly dismembered into tens of thousands of pieces without a single cry of pain. The smell of blood spread throughout the area. Fang Qin raised his hand to protect himself, but his hand was severed, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Long Ping, Guo Han, Yan Ru, Xiao Chen, Li Xinyuan, Ye Chen, Zhang Xinye, Li Yudong, Guan Mengyao, Gu Qingxue, or Long Xiqiao, and others were all paralyzed in shock.
"What just happened? How did he kill over 300 Saints so easily?" some elders wondered.
"What kind of power is this? Even I, as a great Saint, cannot see through it."
"Who is he? Both he and his followers are no ordinary people."
Someone said, "Can't you see the emblem? He is the Sacred Son of the Misty Sacred Land."
"The Sacred Son of the Misty Sacred Land? Wasn't it rumored that he was severely injured?"
Disciples of the Misty Sacred Land were also greatly shocked. They thought their Sacred Son was strong, but they never expected him to be able to kill 300 Saints with a single wave of his hand.
The power of the Great Saints surged fiercely toward Jiang Yun.
Before the situation could escalate further, a man stepped out of the void and said, "Old people have no right to interfere with the younger generation. As for you, go fight in the secret realm." Everyone was stunned and said, "Respect to the Sword Emperor!"
The Sword Emperor commanded, "It's time. Everyone, enter the secret realm immediately." Jiang Yun ignored him and walked in, and everyone followed the command into the secret realm.
Fang Qin, having his arm healed with medicine, looked coldly at Jiang Yun entering. Upon entering the secret realm, Jiang Yun found himself in an ancient place full of ruins. He smiled slightly and waved his hand as if signaling something...