Excuse me, is this the Yaoguang Holy Land?

The Yaoguang Holy Land.

A group of elders had gathered here.

They all belonged to the Ruthless One Lineage, their faces solemn and their expressions cold.

Their people naturally kept watch over the Luo Family's every move, and news soon reached the holy land.

When they had abducted Luo Yixian from the Luo Family three days earlier, they could have wiped out the family at the same time, striking swiftly, precisely, and ruthlessly to crush it in an instant. They had even dispatched an expert at the third level of the Immortal Platform, in the realm of Severing the Dao-a Great Accomplished King, no less.

With such a figure deployed, destroying a family without even a single cultivator in the Immortal Platform Secret Realm should have been effortless. Yet a sudden piece of news had forced them to halt their extermination plan.

The Luo Family's Saint ancestor might still be alive!

A living Saint in the present age, and an ancient sage at that-no one knew how far he had advanced by now.

In the end, the Yaoguang Holy Land had not dared to annihilate the Luo Family. If they did so and that Saint ancestor was still alive, it would spell disaster for the Yaoguang Holy Land, with no possibility of reconciliation!

Only then had they declared that they would crush the Luo Family in ten days, both to intimidate the Southern Region and to probe indirectly whether the Luo Family's Saint was still alive.

Now that the Luo Family was mobilizing its entire clan to attack the Yaoguang Holy Land, there could only be one terrifying truth: their ancestor was still alive and already on his way. The Luo Family was declaring its stance and rallying behind its ancestor!

"It looks as though the Luo Family's Saint ancestor really isn't dead! And he should be on his way here right now. We don't have much time left. Everyone, we need a plan!" an elder of the holy land said.

Another elder of the Ruthless One Lineage spoke disdainfully. "What is there to fear? If he dares come, we'll make sure he never leaves! What does he think a holy land is? Saints may be unseen in this era, but that doesn't mean our Yaoguang Holy Land has no true Saints!"

"Don't forget, Yaoguang has more than one Saint. If a fight really breaks out, that so-called Luo Family ancestor will only meet his death here. I refuse to believe he would dare challenge an entire holy land alone!" another said confidently, certain that the Luo Family ancestor would not dare strike at the Yaoguang Holy Land.

"Exactly! At most, we'll pay a price!"

From beginning to end, they had looked down on this so-called premier clan of the Southern Region from the bottom of their hearts. How could a legacy of a few thousand years compare to their own, which stretched back over a hundred thousand?

Among their reserves alone was the Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon, the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron. Could a mere clan that had once produced a Saint overturn the heavens? At worst, they could unleash extreme Dao imperial might and slay a Saint!

They had that confidence!

At that moment, the spotless man seated at the head of the gathering, wreathed in divine light like a Banished Immortal, said, "What if the Yaoguang Holy Land's Saints refuse to act?"

He was none other than the Yaoguang Holy Son. The Ruthless One Lineage had recognized his potential when he was five and passed down the legendary Indestructible Heavenly Art to him. Though he still looked somewhat young, his mind was steady, and he possessed the bearing of a holy son. Wreathed in divine light, he appeared extraordinary.

Everyone's spirits sank, but an elder of exceptionally high standing said, "Holy Son, there is no need to worry. At least two Saints in the Yaoguang Holy Land belong to our Ruthless One Lineage. At the critical moment, they will certainly step forward to support you! You are the person best suited to cultivating the Indestructible Heavenly Art in ten thousand years, with the potential to become a second Ruthless Great Emperor!"

That was the Ruthless One Lineage's assessment of him, showing just how highly they regarded him. Now, even a secret of this magnitude had been revealed.

Among the Saints sealed within divine source in the Yaoguang Holy Land, at least two came from the Ruthless One Lineage and cultivated the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art!

Everyone was stunned. Their reactions made it clear that they had not known of such a secret, though they had heard similar rumors and harbored suspicions before.

But rumors were one thing, and hearing it with their own ears was another. After all, this was far too astonishing!

The Ruthless One Lineage had actually sunk such deep roots into the Yaoguang Holy Land!

"Then we can rest easy. With two Saints supporting us, what waves could the Luo Family's lone Saint possibly stir up?" The elders breathed sighs of relief, their panic instantly vanishing.

"Excuse me, is this the Yaoguang Holy Land?"

A disciple of the Yaoguang Holy Land stared suspiciously at the man leading a donkey before him. He could not understand how such an idiotic question could exist in this world.

If this wasn't the Yaoguang Holy Land, where else could it be? Had the man come to make trouble for him?

He was just about to rebuke the man when, from the corner of his eye, he noticed the donkey's lofty, haughty bearing. It was clearly extraordinary, and it even exuded the aura of an expert, comparable to some elders of the holy land.

Suppressing his irritation, he explained, "This is indeed the territory of the Yaoguang Holy Land. If you continue a little farther, fellow cultivator, you will see our holy land."

"So that's it. We're finally here. Not bad-you knew the way and didn't take us to the wrong place!" Luo Yan praised the donkey.

The donkey immediately claimed credit. "Of course! Knowing that you would be coming to the Yaoguang Holy Land, Master, I spent an entire morning committing the map of the whole Eastern Wasteland to this donkey brain of mine!

"I'm not boasting, but name any place marked on a map anywhere in the Eastern Wasteland, Master, and there isn't one I won't know!"

A donkey that could talk?

The Yaoguang Holy Land disciple's pupils contracted. This donkey possessed an extraordinary bloodline, and its cultivation was far from low. It could actually speak human language!

Just who was this man who had arrived riding a donkey?

He speculated inwardly that he had probably encountered a senior expert!

Though the man looked no different from a young man in his twenties, perhaps that was merely an illusion concealing his true appearance.

"May I ask what brings you to the Yaoguang Holy Land, Senior? Would you like this junior to convey a message or guide you?" the disciple asked. If he could become acquainted with such an expert and leave a favorable impression, perhaps he might catch the man's eye and be accepted as a disciple!

Although he was a disciple of the Yaoguang Holy Land, his actual standing within it was not high. In fact, it was rather low. His talent was the weakest among all the disciples who had entered the holy land in his batch!

Luo Yan looked at him and said, "I've come to make trouble for your Yaoguang Holy Land. You can stop probing my identity!"

Upon hearing Luo Yan's answer, several nearby disciples swiftly gathered around, including the one who had spoken. They stared fixedly at Luo Yan and said, "Senior, please don't joke!"

Luo Yan stepped forward, clenched one hand into a fist, and struck!

In an instant, a divine fist hurtled toward the Yaoguang Holy Land's mountain gate, sweeping through everything like rotten wood and dry stalks.

Boom!

Crack!

"Who dares destroy the stone plaque of our Yaoguang Holy Land?" An enraged roar rang out from within the holy land.

For tens of thousands of years, no one had dared provoke the Yaoguang Holy Land. Now someone had actually thrown a punch and destroyed its facade. This was not merely destroying a stone plaque-it was slapping the Yaoguang Holy Land in the face!

As one of the Southern Region's holy lands, it could be called a ruler of this vast, boundless territory. Yet one day, someone had actually slapped it in the face!

Hearing that voice, Luo Yan glanced over. "Just entered the Immortal Platform?"

Then he threw another punch.

That punch contained supreme divine power, with laws of the Great Dao swirling around it. Even a Saint would not dare claim to be able to withstand it with ease.

"Such audacity! You're courting death!" The voice rang out as its owner flew forward, preparing to meet the blow head-on.

"Ah..."

"No..."

A miserable scream rang out, and everyone watched in shock as the figure above was blasted to pieces.