"The Martial Saint has taught us a lesson." Taoist Longshan lowered his head.

His character was forthright; if he were alone, he would never submit, not even to a Martial Saint. But now, he had several disciples with him.

Ye Qinghe and He Yan's eyes turned red as they desperately held back, and the blood in the chests of each third-generation disciple burned fiercely.

Luofu Sword Venerate's mouth widened into a smile.

Both Black Death Blade Venerate and White Eyebrow Ascendant laughed as well, finding some schadenfreude, yet deeply tempted. If they could join under this Red Sun Martial Saint, there might be hope to attain the chance to become a Martial Saint in the future.

Black Death Blade Venerate spoke just in time:

"To report to the Martial Saint, there's still someone from the True Martial Sect who hasn't come out."

Red Sun Martial Saint glanced over, then looked at the changing fog ahead, his eyes gradually showing some astonishment:

"Really?"

For the first time, he sat up straight, and the stunning women around him tactfully ceased their actions.

Black Death Blade Venerate grew nervous, originally intending to curry favor, but now it seemed as if this information was quite important?

He hurriedly said:

"I would never dare deceive the Martial Saint. There's still a young Daoist from the True Martial Sect, no more than twenty years of age, who went in and hasn't come out. This fog's changes might be related to him."

Upon hearing this.

The people of the True Martial Sect were all furious.

Especially Taoist Longshan, who wished he could slay Black Death Blade Venerate with his gaze.

They naturally knew Black Death Blade Venerate was referring to Ning Qi.

Red Sun Martial Saint clicked his tongue twice, his gaze even more intrigued:

"I didn't realize your True Martial Sect has such talented individuals."

He originally came just to see if the True Martial Hall was still the same and to quench his past grievances, perhaps to see if there was another chance to attempt that final test. After all, the True Martial Hall is acknowledged as mysterious and ancient, with no one knowing when this lineage was passed down.

But unexpectedly, there was an unexpected gain. The person capable of causing such changes in the True Martial Hall indicates substantial gains.

Since that's the case, might as well wait.

Perhaps there's hope for a glimpse at that final test.

At this thought, Red Sun Martial Saint felt a bit fervent. Compared to other old monsters, his foundation was much weaker. If he could obtain something from the True Martial Hall, he might have enough competitiveness when great opportunities arise.

"I heard your sect has someone called True Man Tianjian who isn't bad. Did he come?" Red Sun Martial Saint asked nonchalantly.

Taoist Longshan replied woodenly:

"Senior Tianjian's whereabouts are unpredictable; I do not know."

Red Sun Martial Saint clicked his tongue again:

"I heard his Celestial Sword is quite impressive. How about this, go call him here. If he can satisfy me, I'll let you leave today without holding your offense against you."

Taoist Longshan's pupils contracted, but he did not act.

Those aware of True Man Tianjian's identity all had their pupils blaze with anger. Ning Qi was still within the fog; where could they find a True Man Tianjian? Besides, the Red Sun Martial Saint before them clearly harbored no good intentions. Even if they did call True Man Tianjian, what good would it do, but to suffer more humiliation.

"Unwilling?" Red Sun Martial Saint squinted, an ominous aura gradually rising.

Taoist Longshan stood in front of everyone, bearing it alone.

Blood continuously oozed from the corner of his mouth, and under the immense pressure, every sinew and bone in his body let out intolerable creaking sounds, as if about to collapse the next second.

He raised his head high, his gaze unyielding:

"If you want to take our lives, by all means, come. A mighty Martial Saint bullying the weak without fear of being a laughingstock for the world!"

Red Sun Martial Saint laughed.

"Still got some backbone? That's interesting. I've changed my mind. You're not afraid of death, right? In that case, I'll let you watch as your disciples are eradicated like ants before your eyes."

His words were understated, yet filled with a cold, icy ruthlessness.

Once his voice fell.

A colossal crimson hand formed, sweeping down upon Taoist Longshan with overwhelming force, like a giant against an ant. The two were not even on the same scale. Everyone was in awe of the Martial Saint's power, while the True Martial Sect's people felt a bit of despair.

However, none showed fear.

Looking at the continually coughing Taoist Longshan, everyone only regretted their inadequate strength.

"Red Sun old dog, if there's a next time, I will surely slay you!" Ye Qinghe coldly shouted, his pupils tinged with blood.

"An ant dares to challenge the full moon?" Red Sun Martial Saint sneered.

The gigantic hand descended oppressively.

Everyone held their breath.

Taoist Longshan sighed softly, not expecting to fall on the eve of the True Martial Sect's rise. He had given it his all, but the difference was simply too vast.

At this moment.

A dragon's roar echoed across the sky, making everyone's soul tremble. They heard immense fury from that roar.

Instinctively, everyone looked over.

A white True Dragon emerged from the fog, its might unparalleled and exuding a suffocating pressure. The True Dragon arrived, summoning wind and rain, overturning the seas, countless warships swaying side to side. Celestial Human Realm experts were all astonished. The True Dragon exhaled, a white streak suddenly rushed out, shattering the crimson giant hand suppressing the True Martial Sect into pieces.

Roar!!

The True Dragon's long howl shook everyone to the core.

But what captured everyone's attention was the young Daoist standing atop the True Dragon's head, dressed in white, transcending the mundane.

He uttered not a word, but merely stared coldly at Red Sun Martial Saint, yet everyone inexplicably felt a chill to their bones, as if calamity was looming.

Another Ancient Saint?

But someone had already recognized the newcomer, eyes filled with disbelief.

Who else could it be if not the young Daoist from the True Martial Sect who had not appeared?

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