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Mu Yun and Mo Qingyue quickly stood up, with the former looking towards the approaching disciples, his face turned grim as he said, "We've actually been discovered!"

Mo Qingyue's Beautiful Eyes flickered a few times, and she decisively gripped the umbrella-like weapon in her hand, saying solemnly, "It must have been the Psylocke that gave us away just now. Someone among them must recognize this Martial Technique!"

After all, it was a Martial Technique from the Xuantian Sect; being recognized was normal, just quicker than she had anticipated!

The Disciples from the Diming Sect stopped not far from Mu Yun and Mo Qingyue and one of them sneered, "I didn't expect to actually guess right. How could there be a Psylocke in this Secret Realm!"

A disciple from the Tianlan Peak Sect laughed behind her hand, "What guess? Isn't this Martial Technique commonly used by the Xuantian Sect? I'm sick of seeing it!"

And this disciple from Sect Liaoqiong, with a fierce look in his eyes, coldly said to Mu Yun, "You people from the Xuantian Sect just casually kill our disciples from Sect Liaoqiong, don't you think you owe us an explanation?"

"Now that I think about it! We can let you go, but hand over that female disciple beside you huh? That figure, she's simply Goddess Rank!"

"Now that you mention it, she does seem so, but how could we let him go? If he were to escape—"

Hearing these voices that didn't take him or Mo Qingyue seriously, especially when Mo Qingyue was insulted, Mu Yun spoke with a chilling tone, "An explanation, what kind of explanation do you want?"

As he spoke, he gripped his Personal Sword tightly...

With the strength of the two of them, taking on the five disciples in front of them shouldn't have been too difficult!

But don't forget, among them were one or two disciples who had suppressed their Cultivation Levels to enter the Secret Realm!

This meant they were actually facing off against Nascent Soul Stage powerhouses!

Standing next to Mu Yun, Mo Qingyue saw the lecherous smiles on these disciples' faces and felt an overwhelming disgust surge within her...

She couldn't wait to tear these bastards to pieces!

Her tone was frosty as she said, "Brother Mu, let's take them down!"

The disciples opposite saw Mo Qingyue's angry demeanor, and their smiles were even more pronounced...

"Yo! This female disciple has quite the fiery temperament, but I like it!"

"Since you both have spoken to us like this, neither of you will escape! We will take down that man, and then I'll take good care of you!"

"Go ahead and attack. I can barely suppress my desires just looking at her figure!"

Before they could say more, Mo Qingyue spoke with a cold voice, "Cherry Blossom Fall!"

She threw the umbrella in her hand forward and as it began to spin rapidly, a flurry of cherry blossoms appeared out of nowhere, overwhelming the disciples in front of them, while she herself became hidden among them...

Noticing the cherry blossoms and Mo Qingyue's disappearance, the disciples' expressions instantly became wary, "That female disciple actually disappeared... disappeared! Everyone be careful!"

Before his warning was even finished, one of the Tianliu Sect disciples was struck hard and sent flying straight backward, landing on the ground not far away, with crimson blood spilling from the corner of his mouth...

Admiration filled Mu Yun's eyes as he said from behind, "As expected of Junior Sister Mo. Without stopping that spinning umbrella and utilizing this Martial Technique, she can keep hiding within the cherry blossoms..."

Of course, he couldn't just stand by and watch...

Right after speaking, taking advantage of the other disciples' delayed reactions, he gripped the pitch-black sword in his hand and charged straight at them...

He shouted coldly, "Earth-Grade Mid-Level Martial Technique! Heaven Flow Slash!"

His pitch-black Personal Sword slowly began to ripple, like an unending stream of water.

Seeing Mu Yun approaching, the leading Sky Luminous Peak disciple coldly said, "Quick! Stop this guy first! His Cultivation Level should have reached the eighth layer of the Golden Core Stage!"

Immediately, disciples from the Diming Sect and Sect Liaoqiong used their Martial Techniques and charged towards Mu Yun...

With a "bang!" three swords gleaming with a cold light collided, but Mu Yun held his ground without disadvantage...

The Diming Sect disciple gritted his teeth, saying with an ugly expression, "This guy is so strong!!"

No matter what he did, he couldn't push the opponent back in the slightest!

The disciple from Sect Liaoqiong next to him was also full of rage as he said, "Cut the crap, both of us are only around the fifth or sixth layer of the Golden Core Stage, but this guy has reached the eighth layer!"

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Mu Yun's mouth…

It sent chills down the spines of the two disciples before him, and a foreboding feeling rose from the depths of their hearts…

As expected, Mu Yun's pitch-black personal sword instantly turned into a puddle of water, passed through their personal swords, then solidified again, slashing directly at both of their heads…

Without their personal swords to defend themselves, the two swords in front of them came at them head-on. Mu Yun, upon seeing this, didn't plan to defend at all…

He let them strike his shoulders, leaving extremely deep cuts that continued to bleed profusely…

Meanwhile, the Diming Sect disciple's Beautiful Eyes widened in shock, "Crazy… pfft!"

Before the words fell, they felt their consciousness darken and their vision began to falter, then they saw their own headless bodies…

With a "thud," they fell to the ground, lifeless…

Mu Yun glanced at his injured shoulder, patted his sleeve, and said indifferently, "Troublesome!"

Clearly, he had grown accustomed to slaying his opponents in this manner!

The other three disciples were also beaten into continuous retreat due to not knowing the depths of Mo Qingyue's abilities…

The Tianliu Sect disciple, who had been forced to retreat a few steps, said with a gloomy expression, "Do you really think we have no way out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he and another disciple beside him began to experience a surge in their Spirit Force Fluctuation, their Cultivation Level rising to the terrifying Nascent Soul Stage!

After licking his lips, he looked at Mu Yun and the spinning umbrella with cold eyes, "Now, do you still have the strength to resist?"

The difference between the Golden Core Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage is qualitative!

He wanted to crush the two of them as easily as crushing an ant!

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Xu Sheng's dark eyes turned toward Gu Linruo beside him, asking, "Senior Sister Gu, how much longer until the next stronghold?"

Although nearly half of the disciples from the other sects had been dealt with, any Xuantian Sect disciple who encountered them alone had almost no chance of survival!

Especially considering that there were Nascent Soul Stage disciples from other sects who were suppressing their Cultivation Level!

Gu Linruo, as beautiful as a celestial maiden, also had a somewhat anxious expression on her cheeks, pondering, "It will take at least a quarter of an hour to reach the next stronghold!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Sheng frowned and said, "A quarter of an hour? That's still a bit too long!"

He stretched out his hand and patted the Flame Serpent that was crawling rapidly below him, speaking sternly, "Can you increase your speed?"

The Flame Serpent seemed to understand his words, as its dark green pupils gradually solidified…

Then, it moved its massive body, destroying the ground and diving into the hot magma below…

Its huge form instantly stirred up countless magma slag, yet it did not affect Xu Sheng and Gu Linruo at all…

Soon after, it began to swim in the magma at a speed invisible to the naked eye…

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