The thousand-zhang blade light of that saber was terrifyingly powerful, splitting the sky in two.
Accompanying the blade light was a cold, demonic roar.
"You scoundrels of the Three Great Sects, you shall die today!"
As the words fell, the thousand-zhang blade light also slashed down from the sky.
This single strike annihilated nearly one-third of the Cultivators from the Three Great Sects!
Blood splattered, and severed limbs flew!
Wails and screams were incessant!
This sudden strike left everyone stunned, standing rooted to the spot like wooden figures.
Old Man Huangquan and the others felt their scalps tingle and their hair stand on end.
Although he was also a Saint, he was only in the early stage of the Saint Realm.
That blade light made Old Man Huangquan feel a false sense of impending death.
"Who is it!"
At this moment, everyone's gaze was cast over.
A middle-aged man, clad in black armor with a cold, demonic aura, stepped through the air.
He held a blood-red battle saber, his gaze as sharp as an eagle's, sweeping over Old Man Huangquan and the others.
"A Saint!"
Many Cultivators exclaimed.
Even in the Immortal Realm, Saints were not common, let alone in the Lower Realm.
And who was this suddenly appearing Saint, and why was he helping the War Demon Hall?
Just as everyone was wondering in their hearts,
the remaining Cultivators of the War Demon Hall widened their eyes, filled with extreme astonishment.
How could this appearing man resemble the Hall Master they worshipped in the War Demon Hall?
Every successive War Demon Hall Master had a statue erected within the War Demon Hall, which was why they recognized him so quickly.
The War Demon Hall Master's eyes trembled, and with disbelief, he spoke, "Is it… the Seventh Hall Master?"
As soon as these words were uttered, silence fell upon all sides.
The Seventh Hall Master of the War Demon Hall was a notoriously ruthless individual on the Senluo Continent.
His era was also the most glorious period for the War Demon Hall.
However, the Seventh Hall Master later vanished without a trace; some said he had Ascended to the Immortal Realm.
And now, this suddenly appearing man was actually the Seventh Hall Master?
"This… how is this possible?" Old Man Huangquan and the others were somewhat stunned, their hearts churning with monstrous waves of shock.
In the era when Gu Yuan was active, they were merely small fries.
"I never thought that the three small Sects from back then could do such a thing now." Gu Yuan's gaze was incredibly cold.
Hearing this, Old Man Huangquan's heart completely sank.
Undoubtedly, this suddenly appearing Saint was precisely the Seventh Hall Master of the War Demon Hall.
However, the people of the Three Great Sects couldn't understand how this Seventh Hall Master would coincidentally appear now.
"Hiss… it's actually that ruthless person, has he descended from the Immortal Realm?" Some other Cultivators watching the commotion also took a deep breath.
The name of the Seventh Hall Master Gu Yuan was well-known throughout the Senluo Continent.
Those Prodigies from the Immortal Realm, however, had not heard of Gu Yuan, and their eyes vaguely held a hint of pity.
"What good is it if this so-called Seventh Hall Master comes? Does he dare to stop us?"
"Exactly, even if he's a Saint, offending the Fallen God Child won't end well for him."
These Immortal Realm Prodigies did not think highly of Gu Yuan.
Strength and Realm were only part of it.
Identity and background were equally important.
Although Gu Yuan was a Saint, he was, after all, a Saint from the Lower Realm. Did he dare to provoke the Fallen God Child?
When the War Demon Hall Master and others thought of this, the joy and excitement on their faces greatly diminished.
Old Man Huangquan also thought of it at the same time.
The panic and surprise on their faces dissipated, replaced by a calm and composed expression.
Old Man Huangquan said unhurriedly, "Seventh Hall Master, I never expected you to appear, but do you know whose orders we are following to destroy the War Demon Hall?"
A cold glint flashed in Gu Yuan's eyes as he said, "I don't care whose orders you follow. Today, not only your Three Great Sects, but even the people behind you, shall die!"
"How dare you! You dare to disrespect the Fallen God Child!" Old Man Huangquan roared.
And just then, a gentle, calm, yet cold voice resounded.
"What is the Fallen God Child?"
As the voice spread, a lion's roar shook the distant sky, and the Nine-Headed Lion pulled a carriage into view.
Dongxuan Old Ancestor, Yi Yu, and others followed closely by his sides.
"Another Saint expert?" Those Cultivators from the Senluo Continent once again showed expressions of shock.
However, the gazes of those Immortal Realm Prodigies fell upon the Nine-Headed Lion pulling the carriage.
"Pulling a carriage with a Nine-Headed Lion, could it be that one…" Some Immortal Realm Prodigies exchanged glances, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
If the Fallen God Child made them wary and fearful,
then that one was someone they could only look up to, not even from the same world as them.
"Hmm? And who are you?" Old Man Huangquan raised an eyebrow.
The Saint Qi emanating from Dongxuan Old Ancestor made Old Man Huangquan's heart tremble slightly once more.
This Saint actually looked like a subordinate.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao arrive, Gu Yuan also cupped his hands from a distance and said, "Young Master has arrived."
"What!"
Seeing Gu Yuan's actions, all the Cultivators of the Senluo Continent were dumbfounded.
In the Senluo Continent, the renowned Seventh Hall Master Gu Yuan, who left behind a legend, had actually become someone else's servant?
The Cultivators of the War Demon Hall were also completely bewildered.
This was completely inconsistent with their imagined, lofty Seventh Hall Master.
Yan Qingying, meanwhile, raised her fair, pretty face.
Though her eyes were blind, she still turned towards Jun Xiaoyao.
What kind of existence was someone who could be called Young Master by an expert like the Seventh Hall Master?
Could he compare to the Fallen God Child?
Seeing this situation, the surrounding Immortal Realm Prodigies suddenly jolted.
How could they not know who was sitting in that carriage?
One after another, the Immortal Realm Prodigies stepped forward, cupping their hands and saying, "Greetings, Divine Child!"
This scene truly shocked the Cultivators of the Senluo Continent.
They had never seen these arrogant Immortal Realm Prodigies show such respectful and adoring gazes.
At this point, even Old Man Huangquan's heart skipped a beat.
Any fool could see that the person in the carriage was not only an Immortal Realm Prodigy but also of extremely noble status.
Because before, even when these Immortal Realm Prodigies heard the Fallen God Child's name, they only showed a slight hint of apprehension.
But now, they were actively stepping forward to pay their respects.
The difference here was significant.
"Is there a need for such trouble? Just kill them directly. Using the Fallen God Child as a shield is laughable!"
From within the carriage, Jun Xiaoyao's voice carried a hint of disdain.
"Yes!"
With Jun Xiaoyao backing him, Gu Yuan completely relaxed.
He directly slashed his saber towards Old Man Huangquan.
"No… you can't do this! The Fallen God Child won't let you off!"
Old Man Huangquan desperately resisted, letting out terrified screams.
However, his words only drew cold mockery from the Immortal Realm Prodigies.
"How foolish. What is the Fallen God Child in front of the Jun Family Divine Child?"
"Exactly, when it comes to status, has the Jun Family Divine Child ever been afraid of anyone?"
This group of Immortal Realm Prodigies looked at the Three Great Sects' allied army with scorn and pity.
These Three Great Sects were completely finished.
And the Fallen God Child had truly kicked an iron plate.