Flesh and blood instantly flew across the scene.
"In the Ancient Times, resources were scarce. All spiritual veins were monopolized by the Immortal Dynasty, leaving the world's cultivators impoverished and destitute, with the people living in misery. No one dared to stand up and resist the Immortal Dynasty. The great empires didn't dare, the great kingdoms didn't dare, the renowned noble clans didn't dare, the world's great sects didn't dare, and even the descendants of the sacred didn't dare."
At this moment.
The violent Blood Fiery Aura burned wildly, and the domineering Dragon-Elephant spirit roared recklessly.
Ziyang of the Chixiao People was like a war god from the distant past, his expression cold and stern, his brows furrowed in rage, his eyes filled with a rolling tide of killing intent. He held a black guandao in his hand, moving through the air with the stride of a dragon and the pace of a tiger. With a single swing of his blade—CRACK!
One person was instantly cut in half at the waist!
"Only the Chixiao Monarch stood alone, daring to contend with the Immortal Dynasty!"
His hand rose, the blade fell, and another life was extinguished!
"On Overlord Peak, he beheaded Loose Immortals; on Demon-Subduing Ridge, he slaughtered Earth Immortals; on Ten-Thousand Demons Mountain, he annihilated Monster Immortals; above the clouds, he slew Sword Immortals; on the Celestial Ladder, he vanquished True Immortals..."
"What heroic spirit was that! What world-shattering dominance!"
"He founded Chixiao, seized spirit altars, broke spirit springs, opened spiritual veins, distributed spirit treasures, scattered spirit stones..."
"Which of these deeds was not for the country and its people?"
"He charged into the Nine Heavens, battled across the Nine Skies, severed the Immortal River, brought down spirit rain, bestowing grace upon the world..."
"Which of these deeds was not for the common folk?"
"You all absorbed immortal spirit energy, your cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, everyone ascended, creating the most frenzied ascension storm since time immemorial..."
"Yet who in this world has ever uttered a single word of thanks to the Monarch?"
ROAR—! The Dragon-Elephant spirit shook its head, unleashing an ear-splitting roar. Ziyang, wielding his guandao, grew fiercer with each kill. His moves held no profound mystery, completely open and unrestrained, yet every swing of his blade inevitably claimed another life.
"A sinner against the Immortals?"
"HAHAHAHA!"
"Back then, if all the great sects of the world hadn't knelt before the Chixiao Sect, begging the Monarch to destroy the Immortal Dynasty, how could the Monarch have become a sinner?"
"Back then, if all the cultivators in the world hadn't knelt and pleaded, how could the Monarch have become a sinner?"
"Back then, if not for pitying the people of the world, how could the Monarch have become a sinner?"
"Back then, if not for the peace of the world, how could the Monarch have become a sinner?"
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Ten people, a hundred people...
Flesh and blood flew through the air, severed limbs fell like rain. On the ground, rivers of blood flowed, corpses littered the field.
"Back then, if not for the Monarch, you wouldn't even be able to take a single breath of spiritual energy now!"
"Back then, if not for the Monarch, you would all be slaves of the Immortal Dynasty now!"
"Back then, if not for the Monarch, you would all have been slaughtered by demons, ghosts, and monsters!"
Kill!
Continue the slaughter!
"After the great calamity, the Ancient Times ended, the Present Era began. Chixiao chose to retreat into seclusion, the Immortal Dynasty descended once more. The Monarch did not ask for your kowtows of gratitude, nor did he ask for your remembrance, not even for your worship. He only asked that you not forget what kind of life you lived in the Ancient Times, and that you not forget how the Immortal Dynasty treated human life as worthless grass, how they treated you all as ants to be trampled!"
"Especially you!"
Ziyang, holding his guandao, suddenly swept it horizontally—WHOOSH!
Nine heads separated from their bodies!
"Without the Chixiao Sect, where would your Crimson-Letter Sect come from!"
"You keep chanting 'Crimson-Letter' this, 'Crimson-Letter' that. Do you even know the meaning of the character 'Crimson'?"
"Chixiao is supreme, the Monarch is revered. Without the Monarch, you beasts wouldn't even be worth as much as ants!"
"A pack of beasts! The Immortal Dynasty gives you a few petty favors, and you betray your ancestors and forsake your heritage! Go to hell, all of you!"
Kill—! Blood fell like rain.
Ziyang, with his own strength, slaughtered the several hundred members of the Thunder-Cloud and Lightning-Cloud Branch Halls one by one, sending them plummeting from mid-air, corpses piling up everywhere.
Witnessing this scene, many of those gathered at the Fengyun Branch Hall retreated in terror.
Rumors said the Blood Fiery Aura was mighty and domineering, the Dragon-Elephant spirit violent and cruel, the Chixiao People cold-blooded and ruthless, killing people as if slaughtering pigs and dogs.
They had always believed these were just rumors.
Only today, only at this moment, did they realize these were not rumors.
Only this time did they truly comprehend the terror of the Chixiao People, and realize their horrifying power!
One man, one Dragon-Elephant, one slaughtering blade, had actually turned the tables on all the experts of the two great Branch Halls, Lightning-Cloud and Thunder-Cloud.
Within the scene.
Lan Feier, Shui Yunruo, and Little Jinr huddled together, staying obediently within the garden of the Fengyun Branch Hall.
Old Sen stood nearby.
The entire garden was enveloped by a layer of black radiance.
The light transformed and evolved, sometimes resembling a gray dragon swimming in a vast sea, sometimes like an enraged elephant stirring restlessly.
Whether it was the gray dragon or the enraged elephant, they both glared fiercely at the crowd, as if the moment anyone dared to move, they would be torn to shreds.
Wei Xuan and the other ten Chixiao People—eight of them guarded the four directions of the garden, east, south, west, and north, while the other two stood in mid-air, surveying all directions. Each was majestic and awe-inspiring, holding guandaos, their faces resolute, expressions calm, eyes gleaming with killing intent, staring fixedly at everyone present.
Not far away.
The sect masters and elders of the Yuqing Sect, Zishan Sect, Yuanying Sect, Qixing Sect, the Huwei Family, and the Murong Family had all come from the Ancient Times. Naturally, they knew of the might of the Chixiao People, and precisely because they knew, they had not dared to act.
But that was only secondary.
Even if they dared, no one had the confidence.
Because guarding Little Jinr were not only the Chixiao People, but also a Formation.
The sect masters of the Yuqing Sect and others, having lived through that era, recognized at a glance that the Formation protecting the garden was none other than the famous Great Hidden Dragon-Elephant Heaven and Earth Formation.
This was one of the Great Hidden Dragon-Elephant Formations created by the Chixiao Monarch himself.
Back then, numerous Immortals joined forces, yet not only did they fail to break the Formation, they were all utterly annihilated by it. One can imagine how terrifying the power of this Formation was.
Of course.
The power of a Formation depended both on the profound mystery of the Formation itself and on the skill of the one who laid it, as well as the spirit treasure serving as its core.
The Great Hidden Dragon-Elephant Heaven and Earth Formation laid by Ziyang and the others might not unleash the Formation's true power, but it was definitely not something ordinary people could withstand. At the very least, among all those present, not a single one dared to make a move. Forget breaking the Formation, even testing it was beyond their courage.
It wasn't that they were cowardly, but the two words 'Chixiao' forced them to be cautious.
They were waiting.
Waiting for the people of the Nine Blossoms Alliance!
But after so long, the people of the Nine Blossoms Alliance still hadn't appeared, making them somewhat anxious.
Meanwhile, over there, Ziyang fought with increasing ferocity, his Blood Fiery Aura growing ever more frenzied. The Chixiao Dragon-Elephant, having drunk blood, became even more violent. Of the several hundred members of the Lightning-Cloud and Thunder-Cloud Branch Halls, half had already been slaughtered by Ziyang alone. Though three to four hundred remained, these people were either scared out of their wits or severely wounded, each disheveled, with blood streaming from their mouths, ears, and noses, utterly wretched.
Especially Ma Qian, beaten by Ziyang until he was covered in blood, completely unrecognizable. His so-called two Blood Fiery Dragon-Elephants were utterly defenseless before Ziyang's genuine Chixiao Dragon-Elephant, having long been completely obliterated. If not for possessing a Ring of Light bestowed by the Immortal Dynasty, Ma Qian would likely have been beheaded by Ziyang's blade long ago.