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The Forsaken Alliance was established, with grandmasters from all over the world gathering, their goal aimed straight at Canglan Island, targeting the legendary martial arts grandmaster.

  In the entire martial arts world of the inner domain, major forces were paying attention to the response from Canglan Island.

  However, Canglan Island remained silent.

  As if they were disdainful of the Forsaken Alliance.

  "Good, very good, truly deserving of the title of martial arts grandmaster. Let's see how lofty he can be!"

  Within the Forsaken Alliance, a group of grandmaster experts seemed indignant as if they had been insulted.

  "Let's go, let's flatten Canglan Island!"

  Under the leadership of powerful figures like the Demon Child, the Empress Dowager of the Great Yue Empire, and the Green-Faced Man, the experts of the Forsaken Alliance headed straight for Canglan Island.

  Throughout the inner domain, from grandmasters to ninth-grade martial artists, all were shaken, all focused on the battle of Canglan Island.

  At this moment, the legend of the martial arts grandmaster, the name of Canglan Island, even ninth-grade martial artists in remote areas had heard of.

  Throughout the inner domain, the most discussed topics were the Gate of the Spirit Realm, the legend of the martial arts grandmaster, and the Forsaken Alliance's desire to challenge the martial arts grandmaster on Canglan Island.

  It was hailed as the biggest event in the martial arts history of the inner domain for thousands of years.

  While the inner domain was in turmoil, Xu Yan and Meng Chong were oblivious.

  In the north, the cold wind howled, snowflakes as big as goose feathers floated in the sky, and snow piled up on the ground. A sturdy figure walked through the snow.

  "Can you stop clinging to me?"

  Meng Chong looked somewhat annoyed.

  Zi Yun curled up on him like a little kitten.

  "I'm cold!"

  Zi Yun muttered.

  Meng Chong really wanted to pull her down and give her a beating, but considering the items in the storage bag, he endured it for now.

  "Are we almost there?"

  Meng Chong continued walking.

  The cold wind blew on him, but Meng Chong felt no chill. Instead, he gained some insights; a golden acupoint was operating, gathering the coldness of the world.

  The foundation of the Great Sun Golden Body was about to reach its limit.

  Once it reached its limit, it would be the time to break through to the Profound Realm.

  "Just ahead, between two mountains, there's a huge canyon. That's our destination."

  Zi Yun pointed ahead.

  Meng Chong looked up. The towering peaks ahead seemed like the boundary between heaven and earth. There were rumors in the inner domain that the mountains in the north were the boundary of the inner domain.

  Finally arriving at Zi Yun's destination, between two towering peaks, a canyon was formed. As soon as Meng Chong stepped into the canyon, his expression changed.

  "What's this?"

  The scene in the canyon seemed to be a battlefield where powerful figures were engaged in a fierce battle. Traces of the battle remained, even the snow couldn't cover them up.

  From the remnants of the battle, Meng Chong was shocked to find that the strength of the warriors was beyond imagination, far beyond what he could compare with his current strength.

  Even his senior brother Xu Yan, after breaking through to the Profound Realm, was not as strong as the warriors who fought here.

  "Here it is. The deeper we go, the colder it gets, and there are also some dangers. Be careful."

  Zi Yun said excitedly and solemnly.

  Meng Chong took a deep breath and stepped into the canyon. The coldness became more intense, as if it could penetrate his body and freeze his blood.

  A large pit appeared ahead, with a spiritual herb growing on top.

  A fifth-grade spiritual herb!

  Zi Yun got off him, her body emitting a faint purple light. Carefully, she went down into the pit, dug up the spiritual herb, and put it into the storage bag.

  Continuing forward, she hugged tightly onto Meng Chong, her expression slightly nervous.

  Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

  The snow was stirred up, forming a giant palm that slapped down fiercely.

  "Be careful!"

  Zi Yun said nervously.

  Meng Chong frowned. This palm strike wasn't from an enemy but from a former powerful figure who had left this strike behind in an unknown manner.

  Boom!

  Meng Chong struck out with a fist, fierce as thunder, directly shattering the palm.

  As the giant palm collapsed and disappeared, Meng Chong's expression changed. He felt a faint fluctuation, somewhat familiar. It seemed to be...

  Resentful spirit or grudge?

  He thought of the battle with Senior Wu, when he ultimately killed Senior Wu under a life-threatening crisis. There was a faint fluctuation on that bug, similar to this.

  Although the fluctuation of this palm was much weaker than that emitted by the bug and seemed to carry some resentment.

  However, he knew that this fluctuation might be the lingering resentment or spirit of a grandmaster!

  "What place is this?"

  Meng Chong looked at Zi Yun with a solemn expression.

  He was no longer the martial arts novice he used to be. After seeing half-step grandmasters, he understood that Senior Wu had been possessed by the lingering spirit of a grandmaster.

  Back then, he had killed a crippled grandmaster!

  "The Demon-Hunting Battlefield!"

  Zi Yun said with relief as she saw Meng Chong shatter the palm.

  She had stopped here before and had been hit by a palm, sustaining serious injuries.

  "It's rumored that the Demon Lord from the past came out of the Gate of the Spirit Realm, and there were other powerful figures who came out of it, hunting the Demon Lord here..."

  Zi Yun leaned against Meng Chong and began to recount the rumors about the Demon-Hunting Battlefield.

  ...

  Surrounded by mountains, there was a raised small mountain, and Xu Yan and Du Yuying walked over.

  "That's the entrance to the Tomb of the Grandmasters."

  Du Yuying pointed

Shi Er and his companions were also extremely excited, with no worries about the safety of Canglan Island.

Motong and his group led a number of pinnacle Grandmasters in front. Their energies were connected and their auras intertwined, blending with the world itself. At this moment, they were incredibly confident.

Even if it were a Martial Dao Master, they could fight!

At this moment, more than twenty figures flew over, each with a proud expression and a sword hanging at their waist. The leader, tall and imposing, had a resolute face and eyes that exuded power, his entire being resembling a sharp sword!

Upon seeing the strong ones from the Anti-Heaven Alliance, their expressions tightened. It was the Sword Master of Sword Cliff, Xie Tianheng!

"Sword Master Xie is here too. That's perfect. We can fight the Martial Masters together!"

A vice headmaster from the Seven Stars Academy smiled as he spoke.

Xie Tianheng glanced over, his lips curling in disdain. "Trash! Who wants to fight the Martial Masters with you? A bunch of cowards who only gather strength to bolster their courage!"

"I, Xie Tianheng, am ashamed to be associated with you!"

The vice headmaster of the Seven Stars Academy was stunned, then his face turned green with anger. Who was Xie Tianheng calling trash?

The other strong ones looked puzzled. Did Xie Tianheng have a grudge against this vice headmaster?

"Xie Tianheng, what do you mean by this?"

Boom!

The vice headmaster's aura erupted as he spoke through gritted teeth.

"At this moment, we are here to fight the Martial Masters. Do not disrupt our formation."

Motong spoke in a deep voice.

As a wave of energy surged, the vice headmaster's expression changed, and he retracted his aura, glaring at Xie Tianheng.

"Sword Master Xie, any grievances you have with him can be settled later. For now, our priority is to fight the Martial Masters together!"

Motong looked at Xie Tianheng and spoke.

"You old trash, you're not qualified to speak to me. Who wants to join forces with you?"

Xie Tianheng sneered coldly.

Motong was taken aback. Old trash?

"Sword Master Xie, who are you calling old trash?"

Motong's face darkened. When his name, Motong, shook the Inner Domain, Xie Tianheng wasn't even a drop in the ocean, yet now he was being disrespected?

Xie Tianheng smirked disdainfully, pointing his finger at Motong. "I called you old trash. Not just you, but all of you are trash!"

Silence!

The strong ones from the Anti-Heaven Alliance all stared at Xie Tianheng, their anger rising. The fury originally aimed at Canglan Island was now almost redirected at Sword Cliff.

The strong ones from Sword Cliff turned pale. Their Sword Master was going too far. Even if no one here could single-handedly defeat him, the Anti-Heaven Alliance had many strong individuals!

Feeling the aura of the Anti-Heaven Alliance surging, several elders from Sword Cliff hurriedly transmitted their voices to Motong and the others. "Don't be impulsive. Our Sword Master just came out of seclusion and might have some issues. Please, calm down!"

"Everyone, the bigger picture is what matters. Don't lose your reason over our Sword Master's wild words!"

The elders of Sword Cliff were extremely anxious. If they didn't go to kill the Martial Masters but instead ended up fighting among themselves, it would be disastrous!

Motong and the other strong ones took a deep breath, ignoring Xie Tianheng. The priority was fighting the Martial Masters.

On Canglan Island, Li Xuan looked at the recently arrived Xie Lingfeng with a strange expression. "Has your father always been this arrogant?"

He couldn't help but admire Xie Tianheng a little.

To call a group of strong individuals "trash" to their faces was akin to saying "everyone here is garbage."

The difference was that Xie Tianheng clearly didn't have the power to crush everyone!

Xie Lingfeng looked embarrassed. "Senior, please forgive him. My father became this arrogant after his recent seclusion."

Just as he was about to say more.

Someone from the Anti-Heaven Alliance stepped forward and said coldly, "Where are the Martial Masters? Hand them over, or today we will fight the Martial Masters!"

"Rubbish!"

Li Xuan waved his hand, and that martial artist exploded, turning into ashes.

With one hand behind his back, he ascended into the air, his gaze indifferent as he looked at the martial artists from the Anti-Heaven Alliance.

"Even if you are a Martial Dao Master, can you really contend with the forces of the Inner Domain?"

A man in a purple robe with a green face spoke coldly.

"Martial Dao Master, what kind of ants are those?"

Li Xuan smiled disdainfully. "Anti-Heaven Alliance? I won't use my higher realm to bully you. Today, I'll use the third realm of Martial Dao, the Tongxuan realm, to crush you all!"

"Arrogant!"

Motong sneered coldly.

He had heard of the Wilderness Martial Dao, and theoretically, the Tongxuan realm corresponded to the Grandmaster realm. The other party boasted of crushing the Anti-Heaven Alliance in the same realm?

"Even if you are a Martial Dao Master, we can still fight you. Lowering your cultivation to fight us is just empty talk. Today, we are here to fight the Martial Masters, and you will die!"

With a loud boom, Motong's hair and beard flew up, and he grasped a knife in his hand.

Layers of blood-red light surged from his body, exuding a chilling aura that stirred the spiritual energy of the world, creating an overwhelming pressure.

The green-faced man and the red-faced man beside Motong both changed their expressions, and the other half-step Martial Dao Masters looked serious.

Motong was a terrifying figure with a notorious reputation, once a close confidant of the Demon Lord!

He was the strongest among all present.

"To fight the Martial Masters and make a name in the history of Martial Dao, today is the day!"

"The Gate of the Spirit Domain cannot be monopolized!"

The green-faced man in the purple robe shouted loudly.

At this moment, the half-step Martial Dao Master experts all released their auras, and the pinnacle Grandmasters also prepared themselves. The intertwining auras of the strong ones formed a vast and mighty force, visible to the naked eye, like ripples of a raging tide.

The water of the Cang River instantly stopped flowing.

The current could not flow downstream, and a huge wall of water rose upstream, growing taller and thicker, as if it could crash down as a monstrous wave at any moment.

Even the arrogant Xie Tianheng looked serious, leading the strong ones from Sword Cliff to retreat.

On Canglan Island, everyone held their breath, nervously watching the terrifying pressure above the Cang River and the solitary figure standing there.

Su Lingxiu clutched the corners of her clothes, her face filled with tension. Even though she knew her master was incredibly powerful and wouldn't be in any danger, she couldn't help but feel nervous.