Annihilate all nine members of the Taichu Holy Ground.

"Longevity physique? Nothing more than that!" Xiao Yun's gaze swept arrogantly over the eight Taichu Sacred Ground disciples before him, his face filled with disdain.

He was radiating golden light, like a golden war god, his black hair flowing without wind. Divine radiance enveloped his body, drowning him in endless brilliance.

"You're too weak. I have no interest in wasting any more time with you. Come and die together!" Xiao Yun stood in the center, looking down upon Zhou Feiyu and the others, like a superior deity, unmatched in aura, and contemptuous of all beings.

Zhou Feiyu and the others had dark and ugly expressions. When had disciples of the Taichu Sacred Ground ever been looked down upon like this?

"Kill!"

"Everyone attack together, surround and kill this person!"

"Just a single person, even if he's powerful, he dares to be so arrogant?"

...

The disciples of the Taichu Sacred Ground were all infuriated by Xiao Yun's arrogance and attacked him one after another.

Zhou Feiyu also joined the assault.

There was nothing to be said. Since Xiao Yun was so strong, they would surround and kill him together. After all, there was no one else here, and they didn't mind outnumbering him.

"Longevity Palm!"

"Golden Wave Fist!"

"Hengshan Seal!"

...

The eight Taichu disciples surrounded Xiao Yun, each displaying their own unique skills, launching one terrifying attack after another, all directed at Xiao Yun.

"I didn't expect the people from the Taichu Sacred Ground to stoop to such low tactics. You are despicable!" Beside them, Tang Yunyun was enraged by the scene and immediately made her move, engaging with Fumo Tong.

"Just a peak Refinement Realm cultivator, and you dare to stop me? You're simply seeking death!" Fumo Tong looked at Tang Yunyun with contempt, then merged himself with his sword and attacked.

Tang Yunyun's pupils contracted, her face filled with astonishment. The opponent's strength was terrifying, far beyond her imagination.

"Whoosh!"

However, at this moment, a silver flying knife shot through the air, piercing Fumo Tong's forehead, instantly causing his head to explode and leaving behind a headless corpse.

"Fumo Junior Sister!" Xie Yulong saw this scene and immediately exclaimed in horror, his eyes then glaring at Xiao Yun, bloodshot.

The flying knife was precisely shot by Xiao Yun.

Unfortunately, the speed of the flying knife was too fast, making it impossible for Xie Yulong to intercept it.

"Don't worry about that woman, focus on killing Xiao Yun first!" Zhou Feiyu shouted.

In his opinion, Tang Yunyun was merely at the peak of the Refinement Realm. After they killed Xiao Yun, it would be easy to kill her.

"I'm going to kill you!" Xie Yulong's face was filled with anger, his eyes bloodshot. Like a madman, he charged at Xiao Yun.

Fumo Tong was his Dao companion, and she had been beheaded by Xiao Yun with a single knife, completely destroyed. How could Xie Yulong not be furious?

The other disciples of the Taichu Sacred Ground were also thoroughly provoked and erupted with full force, killing Xiao Yun.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a powerful energy fluctuation erupted from Xiao Yun's body. His blood qi surged like boiling magma, overturning the heavens and forming a river of blood that rushed through the sky.

"A bunch of trash, today is your doomsday!" Xiao Yun unleashed his full power. With a punch, he sent Zhou Feiyu flying. Then, he struck down with his palm, killing another disciple of the Tai Chu Holy Ground who charged at him.

"Splurt!" Blood splattered, and the body fell to the ground, leaving the remaining disciples of the Tai Chu Holy Ground horrified and frightened.

Xiao Yun had already killed three of them. His dominance was overwhelming.

"Xiao Yun, go accompany Junior Sister Fu in her burial!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind. It was Xie Yulong charging towards Xiao Yun. Instead of defending against Xiao Yun's attack, he unleashed his strongest move and attempted to kill Xiao Yun at all costs, wanting both of them to die together.

He pushed the Lightning Body to its limit, making his speed extremely fast to the point where it was invisible to the naked eye. He left afterimages behind as he moved.

Obviously, Xie Yulong was greatly stimulated by Fu Miaotong's death. His strength had improved even further, unleashing an attack power beyond the ordinary.

"Your courage is commendable, but you are still too weak!" Xiao Yun glanced coldly at Xie Yulong, then extended his palm. His palm was crystal clear, as if carved from jade, radiating a dazzling light. With boiling blood qi and an unbelievable speed, he intercepted Xie Yulong, grabbing him. His other palm came down like an extraordinary divine sword, leaving behind a beautiful trajectory and emitting an unparalleled sharpness, directly cleaving Xie Yulong's body into two halves.

"Ah..." Xie Yulong screamed in agony, unable to utter any last words before he died a tragic death on the spot. Xiao Yun had bisected his body, and blood splattered, staining the sky with a gruesome and horrifying scene.

The few disciples from the Tai Chu Holy Ground who rushed forward turned pale, frozen in fear, and hesitated to continue attacking Xiao Yun.

Because Xiao Yun's performance was too terrifying. Not only was his strength incredibly powerful, but his attacks were merciless, without any trace of mercy.

"Xiao Yun, you are too cruel! As disciples of the Holy Ground, how can you massacre the disciples of our Tai Chu Holy Ground like this?" Zhou Feiyu looked at Xie Yulong's torn body, his eyelids twitching, and couldn't help but angrily shout at Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun took out a piece of jade cloth from his pocket and wiped the blood off his hands. With a disdainful look, he glanced at Zhou Feiyu and coldly smiled, "Your Tai Chu Holy Ground has exterminated all the disciples of our Chaotic Holy Ground who participated in the True Dragon Nest expedition for five consecutive times. Yet, you dare to accuse me of being cruel. How laughable!"

Zhou Feiyu was furious upon hearing this and shouted, "Killing is one thing, but why do you have to destroy their bodies? It's like a demon! How can you still call yourself a disciple of the Holy Ground?"

Xiao Yun sneered, "If killing, then killing. Why do I need to leave intact bodies? Are you practicing art? A bunch of idiots, come and meet your death!"

Xiao Yun understood the cruelty of the cultivation world, so he made sure to strike mercilessly, without any hesitation. Otherwise, there would be endless troubles in the future.

Like the people in front of him, although they were not Xiao Yun's match at the moment, most of them had special constitutions. Once they grew stronger in the future, they would pose a headache for Xiao Yun if they ganged up on him.

Therefore, Xiao Yun naturally had to eliminate them completely, preemptively avoiding future troubles.

"Kill!"

There was nothing more to say. Xiao Yun didn't want to waste time. He charged straight towards Zhou Feiyu, swinging his blazing light fist fiercely.

For five consecutive expeditions to the True Dragon Nest, disciples from their Chaotic Holy Ground were killed by the Tai Chu Holy Ground's disciples, leaving none behind. This humiliation had made the Chaotic Holy Ground reluctant to send disciples anymore.

Today, Xiao Yun was determined to wash away this disgrace.

"The Chaotic Holy Ground may have declined, but I, Xiao Yun, will still hold up the sky and create a new world."

"This expedition to the True Dragon Nest, I will bury all of you from the Tai Chu Holy Ground!"

"What kind of bullshit Time-Space Body, you will become ghosts under my fists sooner or later!"

...

Xiao Yun's voice was cold to the bone, and his eyes were as sharp as blades. He resembled a god of death, pushing Zhou Feiyu into a desperate situation, leaving the remaining disciples of the Tai Chu Holy Ground fearful.