Investing in the Empress's junior sister, she broke through her defenses after comparison.

"The wine here must taste terrible," Ye Feng muttered to himself.

Behind him, the void rippled slightly, and several exquisitely beautiful figures quietly emerged.

Xiao Baiyu stood there gracefully. She controlled six kinds of immortal fire and was most sensitive to this kind of yin and evil energy. Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she said uncomfortably, "Senior Brother, the aura here is so annoying, it makes my skin crawl."

Jiang Keke, standing to the side, also looked disgusted. As the reincarnation of the Demon Emperor, she scoffed at this inferior bloodthirsty aura. Her bright, energetic eyes were full of contempt: "Exactly! It's fishy and smelly, just like a pair of stinky socks that haven't been washed for hundreds of years!"

Murong Qingqing appeared much calmer, simply standing silently behind Ye Feng. With a gentle wave of her hand, several Gu worms, almost invisible to the naked eye, flew out and merged into the blood-red mist below, beginning to gather intelligence.

Li Yanran and Bing Xian'er remained silent, simply watching Ye Feng's retreating figure.

Further behind them, Xiang Ling, the Holy Master of Wanlei Holy Land, and several Supreme Elders had much more complicated expressions.

They came with Ye Feng.

When Ye Feng said he would crush the Blood Nether Holy Land single-handedly with his sword, they thought it was a pipe dream. But when Ye Feng easily tore through the void and brought them directly to the core area of ​​the Blood Nether Holy Land, they finally understood just how terrifying this senior brother of the Great Luo Sword Sect was.

Even so, seeing this legendary demonic land with their own eyes and feeling the resentment that could almost freeze one's soul, they were still terrified.

"Senior Ye... did we really... just barge in like this?" Xiangling's voice trembled slightly.

Ye Feng didn't turn around, took another big gulp of wine, and then lazily responded.

"Otherwise what? Are we supposed to hand out visiting cards at the door?"

Boom!

Just then, from the enormous bone palace below, an extremely terrifying crimson aura suddenly shot into the sky!

That aura, domineering and sinister, filled with the decay of time and the rage of new life, stirred up the blood clouds in the entire sky in an instant!

Xiangling and the others' expressions changed drastically!

"It's...it's the Emperor's might! How terrifying is the Emperor's might!" a Supreme Elder of the Myriad Thunder Holy Land exclaimed in shock.

"The old monster from the Blood Nether Holy Land has emerged from seclusion!"

Before the words were finished, a blood-red rainbow shot out from the Bone Palace and hovered in mid-air a thousand feet away, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man with a sinister face.

It is truly a thousand years of bloodshed!

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of streaks of blood-red light followed him and soared into the sky, forming a chilling battle formation behind him. Each figure exuded a strong killing intent, and pairs of bloodthirsty eyes were fixed on Ye Feng and his group.

The temperature of the entire world suddenly dropped.

The murderous intent that filled the air almost solidified into a tangible form!

Xue Qianqiu's gaze immediately fell on Ye Feng, who was at the very front.

When he saw that the person who came was just an ordinary-looking, even somewhat lazy, young drunkard, he was taken aback.

Immediately, he noticed the several stunningly beautiful women behind Ye Feng, each with a different aura, and further back, the old men dressed in the robes of the Ten Thousand Thunder Holy Land, who were trembling with fear.

Xue Qianqiu instantly understood something.

He laughed, a laugh that was utterly cruel.

"It turns out he wasn't alone; he brought a group of women and several old servants to their deaths."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a terrifying imperial aura, clearly resounding throughout every corner of this space.

"I, Blood Thousand Autumns!"

He stood proudly in the void, his scarlet eyes sweeping over Ye Feng, and asked coldly with a judgmental air.

"It was you who killed my offspring, Xue Wuya?"

Xue Qianqiu's judgmental words, carrying an imperial might capable of freezing the soul, echoed in the crimson void.