Since that's the case, I'll have to kill you all.

Lu Changsheng's expression changed drastically.

He had no time to ponder why other beings would suddenly appear in this death trap. His instinct took over, and he instantly pushed his True Immortal magic power to its limit, intending to burrow into the ground.

But it was too late.

"Boom!"

Above Phoenix Fall Valley, the layer of Calamity Sha Mist that never dispersed was suddenly torn apart by a violent force.

Immediately after, four streams of light, exuding a strong scent of blood and a brutal aura, descended like meteorites, crashing onto the ruins less than a hundred feet from Lu Changsheng.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Following four loud noises, four large pits were smashed into the ground. Amidst flying debris, four figures slowly rose from the pits.

Lu Changsheng hid in the shadows, using the Cowardly Immortal Vine's senses to stare intently at these four uninvited guests.

Upon seeing their appearances, Lu Changsheng's heart sank to the bottom.

They were three burly men clad in tattered Black Armor, and a gaunt old man whose body was engulfed in a faint Crimson Flame.

Their bodies were covered in horrific, bone-deep wounds, some even with half their bodies scorched. Their auras were extremely unstable.

Yet, even so, the ferocity and brutality emanating from their very bones sent shivers down one's spine.

What made Lu Changsheng feel even more despair was their cultivation.

Three early-stage Mystic Immortals! One peak mid-stage Mystic Immortal!

And judging from the residual law auras on them and the style of the Black Armor...

"Remnants of the Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan, deserters!"

Lu Changsheng gritted his teeth, instantly identifying their identities.

At this time in the Primordial Land, the war between the dragons and phoenixes was at its peak.

These four individuals had clearly fled from some large battlefield after a defeat.

In their panic, they had stumbled directly into Phoenix Fall Valley, which offered natural concealment with its Sha Qi.

"Damn it! Why now, of all times!"

Lu Changsheng hid behind a massive rock, even holding his breath, desperately suppressing all fluctuations of his aura.

He only hoped these four deserters were just passing through to heal and hadn't discovered him.

However, fate was not on his side.

The peak mid-stage Mystic Immortal, the gaunt old man, who was the deserter from the Phoenix Clan, suddenly twitched his nose.

His sinister eyes, like those of a vulture, suddenly shot towards the direction of the rock where Lu Changsheng was hiding.

"Who's there! Get out!"

The old man let out a hoarse roar.

Despite his severe injuries, his senses remained sharp.

When Lu Changsheng had been repairing the Mysterious Yellow Shield, although a formation had concealed him, the moment he put away the formation...

A trace of extremely faint Innate Treasure Light that leaked out when the spirit treasure was retracted was still captured by this old monster.

"The aura of an Innate Spirit Treasure..."

Greed flashed in the old man's eyes, and his previously weak aura surged wildly due to this extreme greed.

"Everyone, don't let him escape! Anyone who can secretly refine treasures in this godforsaken place must have a great opportunity on them!"

The three Dragon Clan remnants behind him also reacted, their eyes revealing bloodthirsty killing intent.

They were already desperate fugitives. Now, with no way out, encountering a lone cultivator like this, they naturally had no hesitation in wanting to kill and rob him to replenish their own consumption.

"Boom boom boom!"

Three Mystic Immortal early-stage pressures instantly erupted, locking down the space within a hundred-mile radius.

The Phoenix Clan old man was even more direct, raising his hand and unleashing a scorching Southern Bright Separation Fire, which transformed into a fire dragon, roaring as it charged towards the rock where Lu Changsheng was hiding.

"Bang!"

The hard rock could not withstand the scorching of the Southern Bright Separation Fire for even a single breath before turning into dust.

Stripped of his cover, Lu Changsheng's figure was completely exposed to the sight of these four Mystic Immortal powerhouses.

"A Fire Crow, a mere mid-stage True Immortal?"

Upon seeing Lu Changsheng's cultivation, the Phoenix Clan old man was stunned for a moment, then burst into ear-splitting laughter.

"Hahahaha! Heaven truly aids me!"

"A mere True Immortal ant dares to covet an Innate Spirit Treasure!"

"Hand over the treasure obediently, and perhaps this old man can show mercy and leave you with a whole corpse!"

The four Mystic Immortal powerhouses surrounded Lu Changsheng from four directions, their gazes like those of butchers looking at a lamb awaiting slaughter.

Standing in the center of the encirclement.

Lu Changsheng didn't panic and beg for mercy as usual, nor did he scurry around like a headless fly.

He lowered his head, looking at the Cowardly Immortal Vine on his wrist that was frantically vibrating and warning him.

"Can't dodge it."

He murmured softly.

Eighty thousand li of caution, fifteen hundred years of refining artifacts through the Dao of Cowardice.

In the end, he still couldn't escape the most brutal survival rule in this Primordial Land—the strong prey on the weak, and kill for treasure.

In this desperate situation, there were no formations to rely on, and no reasonable big shots like Nuwa to fool.

All there were, were four Mystic Immortal thugs who would stop at nothing to survive and seize treasures.

"A True Immortal mid-stage facing four Mystic Immortals..."

Lu Changsheng slowly raised his head.

His golden eyes, which always held calculation and timidity, were now terrifyingly calm.

Not a ripple, only an absolute indifference that saw life and death as trivial.

"Since I can't keep hiding."

Lu Changsheng reached out and gently patted his chest.

"Buzz!"

An ancient shield, emitting a heavy yellow light, instantly appeared before him.

He looked at the four greedy remnants of soldiers, a chilling smile curving his lips.

"Then I'll just have to kill you all!"

As soon as he said this, the four remnant Mystic Immortal soldiers, who were about to move in to divide the spoils, were all stunned.

After a brief silence.

"Hahahaha!"

The Phoenix Clan elder clutched his stomach, letting out a harsh laugh like a night owl, as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world.

"A mere ant in the True Immortal mid-stage, spouting such arrogant words!"

His eyes suddenly sharpened, and he pointed at the Mysterious Yellow Shield emitting yellow light in front of Lu Changsheng.

"Do you think by relying on a broken Innate Spirit Treasure, you can bridge the gap of an entire major realm and challenge us?"

"Ignorant junior, today I will let you know what the might of a Mystic Immortal is!"

Before the elder's voice even fell, his figure had already vanished from his spot like a ghost.

The next moment, his withered claw, with a shriek that tore through the void, wrapped in the scorching, violent Southern Bright Separation Fire, directly grabbed towards Lu Changsheng's crown.

With this strike, although the elder was heavily injured, he still unleashed the full power of a Mystic Immortal early-stage.

In his eyes, it would only take one blow to turn this ignorant Fire Crow into a pulp, along with his shield.

The other three Dragon Clan remnant soldiers didn't even make a move, merely standing on the periphery, watching with playful eyes, preventing Lu Changsheng from escaping in the chaos.

"Die!"

The elder's claw fiercely slammed onto the Mysterious Yellow Shield in front of Lu Changsheng.

"Clang--!!!"

A deafening sound.

The violent Southern Bright Separation Fire instantly engulfed the area where Lu Changsheng was.

"Hmph, couldn't even withstand one blow."

The Phoenix Clan elder sneered, preparing to reach into the sea of fire to retrieve his spoils.

But then, the sneer on his face froze.