Chapter 377: Tsk tsk, my dear disciple, you can do it!

Holy might enveloped the heavens and earth, and in that voice, like a divine decree, all Cultivators understood one thing—a Saint had come for Li Xuanfeng!

Li Xuanfeng's name had long spread throughout the Holy City, practically known by everyone.

His deeds were filled with incredible mystery; emerging from the corner of the Great Yan Dynasty, in just a few short years, he had grown to a point where he could slay a Remnant Saint.

Whether it was a King Realm expert, an Emperor Realm expert, or the combined efforts of several super forces to ambush and kill him, all ended in failure.

No one could harm Li Xuanfeng, let alone kill him.

But now, Blood Saint, the strongest in the Eastern Barren, had descended, intending to personally search for his traces. The methods he had just casually displayed were unforgettable for countless Cultivators throughout their lives. That vast holy might would forever remain in their memories, leaving an indelible mark. When they recalled it later, they would still be inexplicably shocked.

"What exactly did Venerable do to provoke a Saint to act personally?"

"I wonder where he is now. With a Saint targeting him, I'm afraid there won't be a place for him to hide on the entire Tianluo Continent, right?"

"Before, I thought his becoming a Saint was a certainty, but now, it seems I hadn't realized the terror of a Saint. He might not even have a chance to grow!"

"The Saint's methods are truly incredible. In the past, my understanding of Saints was limited to descriptions, but today I truly experienced that indescribable, vast power firsthand. For Venerable to overcome this tribulation will be difficult!"

The Saint's voice reached their ears, causing countless Cultivators to ponder various thoughts.

Even if they were amazed by Li Xuanfeng's unmatched talent, in the face of the vast holy might, they inevitably felt pessimistic about his future.

Whether it was a King Realm, Emperor Realm, or Venerable, all appeared incredibly tiny before the holy might, let alone the ninety-nine percent of Cultivators below the King Realm.

The Saints gave them the feeling of being the embodiment of the Dominator of Heaven and Earth, irreversible and unbeatable.

No matter how high Li Xuanfeng's talent, no matter how good his luck, he couldn't withstand such power searching inch by inch.

Saints are invincible! From the moment they were pressed down by the holy might, unable to raise their heads, this thought naturally arose in their hearts.

The figures enveloped by the surging blood river and sacred light gradually faded until they completely disappeared. Only then did countless Cultivators breathe a sigh of relief from the bottom of their hearts, and their lowered heads finally had the strength to rise again.

No one knew if Blood Saint had returned to the Holy Land or gone elsewhere to search for Li Xuanfeng's traces.

They only knew that if they discovered Li Xuanfeng's traces and did not report them, they would surely be punished by Blood Saint, and there was only one method of punishment—annihilation!

However, no one knew where Li Xuanfeng had gone.

That golden grand Dao path stretched towards the horizon, eventually disappearing into the Void Realm.

Currently, Li Xuanfeng's strength in the Eastern Barren was the foremost below a Saint. Even a Saint couldn't pinpoint his location, let alone other Cultivators.

No one knew if this legendary Prodigy could continue to create miracles when facing a Saint… An hour ago, Li Xuanfeng had already brought the four women to Hundred Sword Mountain in the Great Yan Dynasty, Hundred Dynasties Land.

With his strength, if he didn't want to be seen, no one except a Saint could discover his presence.

"Indeed, quite a few changes have occurred."

Looking at the familiar mountain gate and the familiar faces, Li Xuanfeng's eyes flickered slightly.

The mountain-guarding array he had set up with Reverend Lian Yuezhou was still there, but its strength, in Li Xuanfeng's current view, could be shattered with a flick of a finger.

Hundred Sword Mountain was as it used to be, seemingly unchanged. However, as his vast Divine Sense spread out, he discovered that this Sect was no longer in this space!

The Hundred Sword Mountain before him was merely an illusion, an illusion so realistic it was almost indistinguishable from reality!

Even with Li Xuanfeng's strength, if he didn't carefully investigate, he wouldn't have been able to discover it.

To be precise, he didn't discover it at first. It was only when his Divine Sense triggered a certain imprint that he realized what was before him was merely an illusion, most likely a method Reverend Lian Yuezhou had prepared in advance, removing the veil from his perception.

This discovery made Li Xuanfeng feel even more that Reverend Lian Yuezhou was unfathomable. It must be that her main body or another clone had visited Hundred Sword Mountain.

"Is this where Li Lang once Cultivated?"

Ming Yueqing and the others curiously surveyed the Sect.

Of course, they were very interested in the place where their man had once lived. Inside the mountain gate, they could see many Disciples coming and going, some deacons flying in the air, some Elders Cultivating in seclusion. No one noticed that several powerful Cultivators were hovering above the mountain gate.

Li Xuanfeng glanced at the four Spirit Emperors, realizing that none of them had detected that everything before them was merely an illusion.

"The Hundred Sword Mountain you see is fake."

Li Xuanfeng smiled.

"What?!"

The four women were all startled, releasing their Divine Sense without reservation, yet still finding no abnormalities. The Hundred Sword Mountain before them was as real as could be; every mountain, every stream, every blade of grass, every tree showed no trace of illusion.

Just as the four looked at Li Xuanfeng with questioning gazes, a faint ripple spread out in front of them.

A phantom of an exceptionally beautiful woman, clad in a luxurious purple palace dress with golden hairpins hanging down, materialized out of thin air.

The woman had Phoenix eyes and red lips, exuding an elegant demeanor. She carried an innate noble aura, like an peerless empress sitting high above the clouds, looking down upon the world—gracious, magnificent, noble, and inviolable.

The four women were simultaneously stunned, deeply captivated by this noble and peerless woman. Xu Miaozhen, however, recognized her, knowing that this person was the Sect Master of Hundred Sword Mountain, Li Xuanfeng's Master.

Ming Yueqing and Mingyue Xue, on the other hand, widened their eyes little by little, as if they had seen something incredible.

Spirit Emperor looked at Lian Yue Zhou with an expression of admiration. This phantom should only be an imprint left by the other party, making it difficult to discern her strength, but it vaguely gave her a threatening feeling.

The key was that face. Although her eyes were filled with indifference, she was so perfectly beautiful that it made heaven and earth pale in comparison. Even though she herself was praised as a Fairy by countless Cultivators, Spirit Emperor had to admit that Lian Yue Zhou was even more perfect. This beauty was almost akin to the Dao!

"Master!"

Seeing his beautiful Master again, Li Xuanfeng couldn't help but call out with a smile.

Lian Yue Zhou's gaze swept over, and a hint of a smile, yet not a smile, flashed in her indifferent Phoenix eyes.

Li Xuanfeng knew that if the Spirit Emperor and the others weren't present, Lian Yue Zhou's cold face, which usually disregarded everything, would definitely not be able to maintain its composure.

At this moment, with outsiders present, Lian Yue Zhou merely nodded slightly towards Li Xuanfeng.

"Tsk tsk, my good Disciple, you're quite something. How long has it been, and you've already brought back four women, each as beautiful as a flower? Even I, your Master, find them very pleasing!"

As expected, the first sentence of the beautiful Master's private message, despite her outwardly solemn and noble demeanor, was not like a proper person.

Li Xuanfeng felt that sometimes his own impropriety was influenced by Lian Yue Zhou. It must be so!

"How does it feel?"

"When can I, your Master, hold a grand-Disciple?"

Before Li Xuanfeng could respond, Lian Yue Zhou's transmitted message continued.

Li Xuanfeng almost subconsciously blurted out, "If you want to hold one, then have one yourself," but fortunately, he stopped himself at the crucial moment.

He had no plans for children yet.

The stronger a Cultivator's strength, the smaller the probability of having offspring.

Moreover, when Cultivating the Yin Yang Profound Refining Technique, the energy he released was absorbed and refined by the Spirit Emperor and the others, making it even more impossible to have children.

Li Xuanfeng also knew that Lian Yue Zhou's words were a joke, but even if she truly wanted to hold one, this wish would remain unfulfilled for a long time.