Fellow Daoist, I gladly accept this heaven-defying opportunity.

But at that moment, a stunningly beautiful dark golden blade of light suddenly appeared on the opposite bank, sweeping across the sky like a long river piercing the sun.

puff!puff!puff!

The three figures flew backward almost simultaneously, spitting out blood, and crashed heavily to the ground, curled up and unable to move, already severely injured.

"What?!"

Xie Jiuzhang and the others widened their eyes instantly, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Three geniuses on the Elite Ranking, the highest ranking being forty-second, joined forces, and were defeated by Xu Mofeng with a single strike?"

"How could his strength be so great? This is not the combat power one should have at the ninth level of the Golden Core stage!"

Xue Changhe, standing to the side, spoke calmly, as if he had expected this: "Otherwise, why do you think I would entrust Junior Brother Xu with the rearguard? He once killed Cheng Zhixia of the Beidou Sect with a single slash and Lu Qi of the Xuanwu Sect with a single punch. His true strength is probably already among the top thirty of the Elite Ranking."

"Top thirty... hiss—"

Xie Jiuzhang and the others gasped, exchanging bewildered glances, all seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Tu Gang, Shangguan Dongxue, and Zhong Ling stood there dumbfounded, feeling that compared to Xu Mofeng, they were nothing but a dud, not even worthy of carrying his shoes. Their previous dissatisfaction and doubts now seemed like a joke.

The members of the Southern Six Sects, who had been waiting to see the joke on the shore, were collectively petrified, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets, and the entire place was completely silent.

"Holy crap!"

"This is a monster! A ninth-level Golden Core cultivator can instantly kill three members of the Elite Ranking with a single strike?"

He defeated three geniuses from the Elite Ranking in one move. What else could Xu Mofeng be but a monster?

In an instant, the cultivators who had been eyeing the chain with predatory intent scattered like birds and beasts, not daring to even glance in this direction, for fear of provoking this fiend and suffering the same fate as Guo Xiong and the other three.

Xu Mofeng's lips curled into a cold sneer. Was he really going to let these bastards from Beiling go like that?

That's too lenient on them.

He moved swiftly and was in front of the chains in the blink of an eye.

Heavy iron chains stretched across the abyss, dangling precariously four or five disciples of the Seven Sects of the Northern Ridge who hadn't had time to climb to the other side. Each of them gripped the chains as if walking on thin ice, their faces, already pale from the fear of being high in the air, drained of all color as Xu Mofeng approached.

Xu Mofeng lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped onto the chains, his body as steady as if he were on flat ground, and quickly approached the group.

"Kid! What do you think you're doing!"

The people of Beiling had just witnessed his divine power in cleaving the enemy formation with a single strike. Now, seeing the other party heading straight for them, they shouted at him with a fierce but weak voice.

Xu Mofeng was too lazy to waste words. He suddenly slashed vertically with his long sword, the blade so fast that only a dark golden afterimage remained.

The disciple closest to him didn't even have time to think about dodging before he was cleaved in two, his blood splattering the chains crimson.

The remaining few were terrified and dared not stay on the chain. They gritted their teeth, closed their eyes, and jumped straight into the abyss.

Xu Mofeng looked down and saw that as the group fell into darkness, a faint light flashed at the bottom of the abyss, and the figures disappeared without a trace.

It seems there's a teleportation barrier below; falling down only means elimination, not death.

In this one move, the seven sects of Beiling lost four or five disciples.

The people on the opposite bank of Beiling were so enraged that their eyes were bloodshot, their fists clenched so tightly they cracked, wishing they could rush over and tear Xu Mofeng apart alive.

"You brat from Nanling! Come here if you dare! I'll grind you to dust!"

A top expert from Beiling, ranked among the elites, shouted angrily, his face full of resentment.

A cold glint flashed in Xu Mofeng's eyes, and he said calmly, "As you wish."

Before he finished speaking, he pushed off the chains with his toes, and his body shot off like an arrow, heading straight for the opposite bank.

This scene left everyone around wide-eyed.

"He's insane!"

"They just took out five people from North Ridge, and now they dare to charge straight into their headquarters?"

"There are five or six geniuses on the talent list over there!"

Xue Changhe and his group felt their hearts tighten, their palms clenched with cold sweat, and they held their breath in tension.

Seeing that Xu Mofeng dared to venture into the formation alone, the disciples of Beiling immediately sprang into action under the command of a young man in white robes.

"Attack the chains! Don't let him have a chance to land!"

The white-robed youth's eyes were filled with venomous hatred, "Let him die on his chains! Even if that's not possible, knock him down!"

"yes!"

More than ten disciples from Beiling attacked simultaneously, including many experts listed on the Elite Ranking.

More than a dozen attacks slammed into the chains simultaneously. It was unknown what kind of divine material the chains were made of, but they withstood the full force of the blows without breaking at all. They just shook and vibrated wildly, with amplitudes as large as a swing in a gale.

Unable to stand steadily on the chains, Xu Mofeng simply pushed off with his feet and leaped high into the air, soaring several feet into the air.

"Now!"

The white-robed youth shouted sharply, "Attack together and kill him!"

In an instant, countless flashes of sword light, fist imprints, and palm prints covered the sky and all rushed towards Xu Mofeng in mid-air.

The way they were hunting was like a trapped beast that had fallen into a snare; anyone who saw it would feel that it had no chance of escape and was doomed.

Just when everyone thought the outcome was decided, Xu Mofeng suddenly drew his sword from mid-air.

"The aura of the sword can swallow mountains and rivers!"

The speed of the blade strike was so fast that it was impossible for the naked eye to catch it. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of dense, dark golden blade lights appeared in the sky, pouring down like a torrential downpour.

Rumble...

After the loud noise subsided, Xu Mofeng landed steadily on the ground on the opposite bank.

He was the only one left standing on the vast shore, surrounded by severed limbs and blood.

"hiss--"

Gasps of astonishment rose and fell from all directions.

The martial artists who witnessed the whole thing felt their scalps tingle and cold sweat pour down their backs. These young men from the six sects of Nanling were simply too terrifying and too domineering!

With just one sword, he slaughtered all the disciples of the Seven Sects of Beiling, as if he were in an empty land, like a god of death descending to earth.

Xue Changhe and his group of seven or eight were also stunned, their expressions dazed, blinking repeatedly, wondering if they had seen it wrong.

"How...how hateful!"

Amidst the chaos, the young man in white robes who was leading the group was still alive.

He struggled to raise one hand, staring intently at Xu Mofeng, gritting his teeth and saying hatefully, "Our strongest warriors from Beiling, Cheng Zhixia and Lu Qi, haven't even arrived yet... otherwise, how could you be so arrogant!"

Xu Mofeng chuckled upon hearing this, his tone perfectly calm: "Why do you think Cheng Zhixia and Lu Qi haven't arrived yet?"

The young man in white robes was stunned. Before he could process what was happening, Xu Mofeng's cold voice rang in his ears.

"They're down there, waiting for you to keep them company."

As soon as the words were spoken, a flash of light appeared, and a head fell to the ground.

From then on, the disciples of the seven sects of Beiling who participated in this trial either died or were eliminated, and not a single one remained in the secret realm.

"This kid from Nanling has really stirred up a hornet's nest this time."

Not only were the people inside the secret realm shocked, but the cultivators watching from the outside were also dumbfounded.

Seeing that Xu Mofeng had single-handedly slaughtered all the disciples of Beiling, the crowd looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

"Including Cheng Zhixia and Lu Qi, almost all of the elite disciples from the Seven Sects of Beiling have perished this time!"

"In a few decades, the Seven Sects of Beiling will surely face a shortage of successors!"

"Xu Mofeng's strike severed the lifeline of the Seven Sects of Beiling for decades to come!"

The crowd was stunned and remained speechless for a long time.

The idea of ​​one person causing the extinction of a generation seems unbelievable, yet it actually happened, right before everyone's eyes.

Many people turned their attention to the few remaining disciples of the Seven Sects of Beiling outside the arena.

Some of these people were eliminated midway through the trial, while others were just forced off the chains by Xu Mofeng.

When they were eliminated earlier, they felt ashamed and resentful, but after witnessing the fate of their fellow disciples in the secret realm, they felt only deep relief and lingering fear.

Even Cheng Zhixia and Lu Qi, the most outstanding members of the Seven Sects of Beiling in this generation, died at the hands of that young man. It is incredibly lucky that they were able to walk out alive.

"No!"

A disciple from the Northern Ridge Sect, his face pale, whispered urgently, "Such a serious incident has occurred; we must inform the elders immediately!"

"With this young man rising in the Southern Ridge, if we don't nip him in the bud as soon as possible, the seven sects of the Northern Ridge may face annihilation!"

The group, filled with fear and scheming, hurriedly left.

Xu Mofeng had no time to care about the thoughts of these clowns. He squatted down and rummaged through the severed limbs to find the storage rings of the Northern Ridge disciples, stuffing them all into his pocket.

Looking back, the barrier of light in the secret realm had almost reached the edge of the abyss, and most people had already reached the other side via chains.

"How do we get up there?"

Someone looked up at the layers of suspended platforms above them, frowning and muttering to themselves.

As if in response to his question, white halos lit up at the base of the pyramid.

Someone cautiously approached, and as soon as they stepped inside, their figure vanished instantly, only to reappear on a platform at the base of the pyramid.

"So that's how you get up there!"

The man was both surprised and delighted, but his joy lasted only two seconds before a humanoid white ball of light suddenly appeared in front of him and threw a punch without saying a word.

"Damn it! A sneak attack, huh?!"

On the platform, the martial artist, cursing and swearing, went up to them and started playing ping-pong with the humanoid ball of light.

Xu Mofeng didn't rush up, but stood there and observed for a moment.

He discovered that as soon as he stepped into the white circle of light, he would be randomly teleported to a platform, where humanoid light orbs would spawn. Only by defeating the orbs could he enter the next platform.

"A low-grade Xuan-level cultivation technique!"

Not far away, a person clutched the martial arts manual that had just fallen, his face filled with ecstatic joy.

"The very bottom platform holds profound-level cultivation techniques; who knows what treasures await above that!"

Not only are there cultivation techniques, but also elixirs and weapons. You will be rewarded as long as you win the battle, while the loser will be directly teleported out of the secret realm by a restriction.

Xu Mofeng recalled that when he first came in, someone said that he could obtain a mid-grade Earth-rank cultivation technique here, and it seemed that it was not an exaggeration.