It grows stronger when faced with a strong opponent; even an Immortal Emperor would have to kneel be

This scene naturally caught the attention of the other forces, but they paid no attention to it.

If it doesn't concern me, I'll stay out of it.

What's more, it's a situation where three forces are simultaneously targeting a Primordial Holy Land.

They naturally didn't want to get involved, lest they get themselves into trouble.

Without Jiang Yun giving the order, all the disciples of the Primordial Holy Land instinctively drew their weapons.

It's absolutely impossible for them to obediently hand over their disciples.

Better to be a broken piece of jade than a whole piece of tile.

The disciples of the Primordial Holy Land were in high spirits.

This scene filled Murong Longtian and Murong Fengwu with excitement and deep emotion.

Many of those present were disciples of the Holy Land's Heavenly Ranking, who rarely interacted with each other on ordinary days, yet were now willing to fight against the three major forces for their sake.

Gu Lianxin's aura also surged at this moment, but it wasn't for Murong Longtian and Murong Fengwu.

The three people before them were so disrespectful to the Primordial Holy Land and its disciples.

Are you just going to hand over people like that, treating them like fish on a chopping block, letting others manipulate them at will?

At that moment, there was a loud bang.

A scream rang out.

Jiang Yun was blasted away.

He collapsed in front of everyone, his breath weakening instantly, and he kept spitting out blood.

This scene left all the disciples of the Primordial Holy Land dumbfounded.

Jiang Yun, the strongest among them and a holy son, was defeated in an instant.

How is that possible?

At this moment, Yan Bei withdrew his fist, and countless golden dragon phantoms exploded around him, exuding an imposing aura.

He looked at Jiang Yun, who had fallen to the ground, with disdain.

"waste."

Qi Ming and Chu Han, who were standing nearby, were shocked to see this.

They knew Yanbei was strong, but they didn't expect it to be this strong.

"Brother Yan, you are truly domineering. I wonder how far you have progressed in cultivating the Heavenly Emperor Scripture?"

The two asked at the same time, their tone tinged with apprehension.

Although they are now on the same side because of the remnants of the Murong family.

However, once the remnants of the Murong family are dealt with, they will remain adversaries as before, constantly fighting each other openly and covertly.

"Just half a step away from the final step."

Yan Bei's expression was arrogant as he spoke calmly.

The Heavenly Emperor Scripture is an extremely powerful technique, a method that only emperors and princes of past dynasties could practice.

Although it is an incomplete scroll, it is more than one level stronger than most of the cultivation techniques circulating in the Southern Divine Continent.

Then Yan Bei's smile vanished, his eyes turning cold as he looked at all the disciples of the Primordial Holy Land.

These people dared to defy him, and after he killed the Murong siblings, there was no need to keep them alive.

After Jiang Yun's defeat, everyone in the Primordial Holy Land lost their morale, whereas they had previously been full of high spirits and resentment.

At this moment, all that remains is a deep sense of resentment.

They had already witnessed Yanbei's power; even if everyone combined, they wouldn't be a match for Yanbei alone.

But none of those present yielded or surrendered.

Yan Bei watched this scene with a playful smile.

He didn't believe anyone could remain calm and unmoved when facing death.

He pointed at the dragon and phoenix dance and said.

"Whoever is willing to kill Murong Longtian and Murong Fengwu, I will spare their life."

"Anyone who participates in this will be spared by this Crown Prince."

Yan Bei's words caused an uproar throughout the room.

The various forces watching from afar also showed surprise; Yan Bei's move was clearly aimed at killing someone and destroying their spirit.

As expected, after Yan Bei finished speaking, a commotion immediately broke out among the people of the Primordial Holy Land.

Previously, everyone was mindful of the sacred site's majesty and high morale.

Having witnessed the power of Yanbei, they knew they couldn't win.

They also knew that resistance meant death.

Many people's attitudes changed instantly, and the way they looked at the Murong siblings also changed.

Someone spoke up, their face showing dissatisfaction.

"It's all their fault. If it weren't for them, we wouldn't have offended the three major powers."

"We should kill them, hand the people over, and save our own lives."

As soon as these words were spoken, several people nodded in agreement.

Yan Bei burst into laughter upon seeing this.

"It's clear that your Primordial Holy Land isn't united either; many of you are afraid of death."

"Since that's the case, kill the Murong brother and sister, and I'll spare your lives."

After Yan Bei finished speaking, several people from the Primordial Holy Land immediately unleashed their power and pounced on Long Tian Feng Wu.

They were all disciples on the Heavenly Ranking, and their strength was considerable.

The sudden sneak attack caught Long Tianfeng off guard, and her expression instantly turned to surprise.

But the next moment, a flash of sword light appeared.

The heads of these people immediately flew into the sky.

Meng Guchen stepped forward and stood in front of Long Tianfengwu.

Meng Guchen knew that these two men had a close relationship with Chen Ping and had been visiting him frequently these days, which he had noticed.

We cannot simply sit idly by and do nothing.

He looked at the corpses on the ground and spat out a disdainful spit.

"They only dare to attack their own fellow disciples, but not their enemies. They deserve to die."

Meng Guchen acted extremely quickly; he was already ranked among the top ten on the Heavenly Ranking and possessed formidable strength.

These days, by Chen Ping's side, I have gained many benefits and my strength has greatly increased.

After Meng Guchen made his move, the crowd instantly fell silent.

The crowd looked at the still-wet bloodstains and corpse on the ground, still feeling lingering fear.

Many people who harbored ulterior motives abandoned their plans and looked at Meng Guchen with apprehension.

Jiang Yun looked at all this and shook his head and sighed helplessly.

It's all because our strength is too weak and we are easily defeated by Yanbei, which is why the Primordial Holy Land has fallen into this situation.

Yan Bei was very dissatisfied when Meng Guchen interrupted his carefully planned scheme.

Once Meng Guchen made his move, no one dared to move again.

The next moment, Yanbei's momentum surged.

It charged straight toward Meng Guchen.

With a loud bang, Meng Guchen was sent flying backward.

He then collapsed to the ground, just like Jiang Yun, his breath becoming weak.

Meng Guchen lay on the ground, trying to struggle to get up, but he couldn't move at all.

He looked at Yanbei, his face showing resentment.

The person in front of me is simply too strong.

Just then, a white-clad figure appeared in his mind, always calm and detached from worldly affairs.

That was Chen Ping's figure.

If Chen Ping were here, what would Yanbei be? How could he be so arrogant and unruly here?

"The game continues; do as you please."

After Yan Bei dealt with Meng Guchen, he looked at the people of the Primordial Holy Land again and said with a smile.

But at this moment, everyone in the Primordial Holy Land looked at Yan Bei and dared not make any move.

Yan Bei looked impatient and frowned.

"What do you mean? Don't you all want to live?"

At that moment, Gu Lianxin stepped forward from the crowd.

She looked at Yan Bei, spat, and sneered.

"Pah! You want us to kill each other and humiliate us? No way!"

"If you have the guts, then kill me. Even if you kill me, I will haunt you as a ghost. I curse you to be torn to pieces by the man in the blue mask, just like your younger brother and sister."

"I remember you were almost crying from fright back then, running for your life over the corpses of your younger brother and sister. How shameful, haha."

Gu Lianxin mocked them relentlessly; she had already become indifferent to the situation, and Yanbei would never let them go.

Since death was inevitable either way, there was no need to hold back in speaking at this moment.

Upon hearing this, Yan Bei immediately glared angrily.

Not long ago, the seventh prince and the ninth princess of the Great Yan Dynasty were accidentally killed by the man in the blue mask, and their bodies were chopped into seven or eight pieces.

When Gu Lianxin brought it up in public, the entire room immediately erupted in discussion.

Back then, Yanbei was only concerned with escaping for his life and didn't look back. He did indeed run away stepping over the corpses of his younger brother and sister.

Yanbei was furious when his shortcomings were exposed in public.

Yan Bei suddenly unleashed his power, slamming a palm strike towards Gu Lianxin.

Gu Lianxin's pupils widened.

Am I going to die?

She had cultivated for most of her life, finally becoming a disciple on the Heavenly Ranking and entering the Misty Immortal Realm, but now she was going to die here.

Gu Lianxin was filled with helplessness.

Before he died, a figure appeared in his mind.

That figure, so calm and carefree.

Gu Lianxin was slightly stunned, then shouted angrily.

"Why did you steal my Blue Fox?!"