In Fu Ye's eyes, this so-called Hundred Dynasties War was nothing more than a living meat grinder for talented people.
And these "hundred dynasties" did not refer to a hundred actual dynasties, but rather a collective term for all the powerful dynasties in the Eastern Xuan Region.
After all, weak dynasties simply did not qualify to enter this place.
Before long, Fu Ye noticed a female cultivator spying on them from the shadows.
"Master, should we deal with these ill-intentioned people?"
Although Lin Xia was the weakest among them, dealing with cultivators whose strength was merely at the initial Creation Realm was effortless for her.
"Just crush a few of the stronger ones to establish our authority. If they still dare to follow us afterward, then there will be no need for them to keep living."
With that said, Fu Ye walked straight into the auction house, followed by Qing Tan and Feng Qing'er.
Lin Xia alone remained at the entrance, watching the group behind them.
When those people saw that only Lin Xia remained, an inexplicable heat rose in their hearts.
However—
Splat!
Splat!
Sword Light swept across everyone's throats, yet it ultimately landed only upon the necks of the mid-stage Creation Realm cultivators.
Blood sprayed everywhere as a bloody slaughter unfolded before everyone's eyes.
"If you offend us again, these people will be your fate."
Lin Xia's voice was icy, and every cultivator present swallowed hard.
After all, many of the cultivators here knew one another. They could see that the girl before them had killed only mid-stage Creation Realm experts, including even one late-stage Creation Realm expert.
It could be said that if she had wished it, their heads would have fallen just as easily as those people's.
At that thought, they scattered and fled, not even