Enter the Xianyang Martial Saint Realm

Su Lang sneered at Chiri Muzhu's reaction, shaking his head in disdain.

Seeing this, Chiri Muzhu actually felt relieved.

At this moment, the spatial fluctuations within the Yinwu Marsh suddenly reached their Peak!

A visible spatial ripple erupted from underground, surging into the sky!

Immediately after, the ground collapsed instantly; a large area of the marsh sank and disappeared at a visible speed, as if a giant beast below were devouring the soil.

Soon, the ground had sunk dozens of zhang, and a long, narrow spatial crack entrance appeared before everyone.

A terrifying suction force emanated from the entrance, like a thirsty being frantically sucking.

Not only the soil of the earth, but the surrounding Spiritual Qi also flowed in continuously, like water from a dam encountering a breach.

"Holy crap!"

Su Lang raised an eyebrow, "This hole's suction technique is quite impressive!"

The terrifying suction lasted for a full fifteen minutes before gradually disappearing; the once-normal Yinwu Marsh had turned into a funnel-shaped pit.

"According to the rules…"

"We must retreat beyond the specified range to prevent anyone from disrupting the Legacy!"

Chiri Muzhu seemed to be speaking to Yaochi Yanfa, but in reality, she was secretly making eye contact with Su Lang.

"Then let's act according to the rules!"

Su Lang tilted his chin toward Chu Xiaobei, Yaochi Yanfa, and the others.

Yaochi Yanfa and the others straightened their expressions and nodded one after another.

The prodigies of the Chiri and Tianyun Clans were dumbfounded by this scene.

"Damn!"

"Who is this guy to be so arrogant?"

"Even a Martial Saint of the Yaochi Sacred Clan has to stand properly and obey him?"

"What exactly is his identity? Can we really kill him?"

"…"

The prodigies of the Chiri and Tianyun Clans felt horrified and involuntarily looked toward their own Martial Saints.

Then, they received affirmative looks: Kill him!

"Oh!"

"He can be killed? It seems his status isn't that great after all?"

"Daring to act so tough, we'll let him know what cruelty means in a moment!"

"…"

The Geniuses of the Chiri and Tianyun Clans all showed disdain and killing intent.

Soon after.

The Martial Saints from both sides began to leave one by one. Chu Xiaobei also left with Ji Ruxue and Murong Qianqian.

Soon, only the Geniuses of the Chiri and Tianyun Clans and Su Lang's group remained in the area.

"Let's go!"

"If you want to die, then follow us in!"

A bald, burly man from the Chiri Sacred Clan glanced contemptuously at Su Lang and the others, then led his clan's disciples toward the Legacy entrance.

"Anyone we encounter will be killed without mercy!"

The yellow-haired Martial Artists of the Tianyun Sacred Clan also scrambled to fly down, fearing they would be slower than the Chiri Sacred Clan.

It was clear that while the Chiri and Tianyun Clans had a good relationship, they would not yield an inch in the face of such a great Opportunity as the Xianyang Martial Saint Legacy.

Nearly thirty prodigies from the two clans quickly disappeared into the narrow entrance.

"Young Master Su…"

Yaochi Yiran looked at Su Lang; she didn't dare to make her own decisions.

"Let's go."

Su Lang nodded calmly and flew downward.

Yaochi Yiran and the others immediately followed closely behind.

At their speed, they vanished into the entrance almost instantly.

Upon first entering, it felt very narrow and tight, with pressure coming from all directions.

But after going in a bit, it became much more spacious, and the pressure grew smaller and smaller.

Finally, a new scene appeared before Su Lang.

This was a massive world, but it had no earth and no sky.

The edges of the space were patches of gray barriers, varying in shade, looking like mottled, peeling wall paint.

Inside the space, huge pieces of fractured land floated, like islands in the sky.

The floating islands varied in size and shape; the plants on them were all withered, and almost no breath of living beings could be felt.

This was the Martial Saint Domain of the Xianyang Martial Saint!

Su Lang looked around and found himself alone.

Everyone else had been scattered.