System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

"Not good! They're too strong! You guys go, I'll hold them off!" The leader, Elder Qu, had his hair flying wildly, and his body was spewing out dark red blood mist. He had obviously burned his source energy and activated multiple forbidden techniques, intending to stop them with his life.

Seeing this, Xia Jiuyou and Han Jiuling wore cold smiles, showing no sign of urgency.

"Today, I will make sure your Youran Divine Dynasty remembers this well—as long as the Nine Nether Holy Land stands, your Divine Dynasty will never rise again!" Xia Jiuyou's voice was as cold as ice, piercing through the void. "Anyone who dares to break the oath of yesteryear will have to leave their lives behind!"

"kill!"

Han Jiuling stomped his foot, causing the void to tremble violently, and his figure instantly disappeared into the spatial rift.

When it reappeared, the dragon spear was already pointed directly at a tall, thin old man who was fleeing in panic as a third-level celestial immortal. The tip of the spear flashed with a cold light, carrying a deadly killing intent.

*Pfft*

The blood mist exploded, and the celestial being didn't even have time to scream before his immortal body began to disintegrate inch by inch from his brow. His primordial spirit was directly crushed by the power of the Great Dao and completely annihilated in the void.

Xia Jiuyou stood quietly in the void, dressed in white, her robes fluttering, exuding an aura of authority.

She is the next Holy Lord. If nothing unexpected happens, once she takes office, Han Jiuling will be the first elder under her command. In front of the sect leader, the elders should take the lead in killing.

This was both a rule of the Holy Land and the submission she gained after defeating Han Jiuling after emerging from seclusion—although Han Jiuling's strength was relatively low among the Holy Sons of the Eight Great Holy Lands, he was an insurmountable chasm in front of these three Third-Rank Celestial Immortals.

One of the three celestial beings perished in an instant, and the remaining two completely abandoned any thought of escaping using their escape techniques, frantically activating their most powerful forbidden techniques.

Their bodies radiated divine light, their auras soaring as they roared, venting their pent-up resentment and anger from the past ten thousand years. But against Han Jiuling and Xia Jiuyou, all their resistance was like throwing eggs against rocks.

The two charged straight at each other, their swords flashing and spears clashing to form a deadly net, giving each other no chance to breathe.

This was not a brutal battle; it was a one-sided massacre that shocked everyone!

A young man at the peak of the Void Reversal Realm was able to kill a Celestial Immortal in an instant and simultaneously crush two other cultivators of the same level who had activated forbidden techniques. Such terrifying combat power exceeded everyone's understanding.

In the void, the hearts of the patriarchs of the various sects suddenly skipped a beat, their mouths agape, their eyes filled with horror.

They knew the Holy Land was powerful, but they never imagined that a mere disciple of the Holy Land at the Void Realm would be so strong.

How terrifying must the celestial immortals, true immortals, and even the lord of the holy land be?

In an instant, everyone felt a deep-seated awe and fear toward the holy site.

This is the instinctive submission brought about by overwhelming strength. No words are needed; only trembling throughout the body can express the awe in one's heart at this moment.

Jiang Linglong, Wang Ye, and Zhang Lingyu, who were rescued by the two, were completely frozen in place.

The three floated in the void, gazing up at the distant battle, their faces filled with bewilderment and shock.

"This is... a one-sided massacre?" Wang Ye gripped the Innate Bagua Compass tightly, his brows furrowed. "Something's not right, senior brothers and sisters. These two are too terrifying. Should we retreat first?"

As he spoke, he began to use his divination skills to investigate the origins of Xia Jiuyou and Han Jiuling.

Little did he know that the two of them were involved in the karma and foundation of the entire Nine Nether Holy Land, and Xia Jiuyou was even burdened with the destiny of becoming the Lord of the Holy Land. With his meager deductive skills, how could he possibly glimpse even a trace of the secret?

Pfft —

With a muffled thud, Wang Ye suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, the blood droplets drawing a shrill arc in the air.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, his body swayed precariously, and the Bagua compass in his hand flew out of his grasp, clearly due to the backlash from the power of the divination.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Lingyu and Jiang Linglong rushed forward to support him, asking him about the situation with worried expressions.

Wang Ye clutched his chest, struggling to lift his eyes, his gaze filled with shock and confusion, unable to even speak coherently.

Having her background examined so directly, Xia Jiuyou sensed something and slowly turned her head, her gaze falling on Wang Ye, who was spitting blood. Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a half-smile curved her lips. A cold glint flashed in her eyes, carrying a hint of amusement and contempt.

This scene made Wang Ye's cheeks inexplicably flush. He turned to Zhang Lingyu and muttered in a low voice, "This woman... is really something."