The roars of anger resounded one after another. Over ten saints, clad in divine light, immediately leaped into the air and charged at Xu Mujun.

In an instant, long blades, cyan blades, giant axes, and arrows, countless divine lights transformed into different weapons, tearing through the sky and fiercely striking Xu Mujun.

The blood-colored armor became increasingly clear, standing guard over Xu Mujun like a massive emerald.

And the Map of the Realm on that blood-colored armor became more and more solid.

Mountains, rivers, even the silhouettes of people, all became incredibly clear at this moment.

Among the mountains and rivers, people lived and thrived.

A large army of soldiers, most clad in armor and wielding long blades, were among them.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The sound of shouts vaguely echoed as more than ten divine light-forged weapons struck Xu Mujun’s body, yet even the blood-colored armor was not destroyed.

Not even a slight crack appeared!

Xu Mujun stepped forward, leaving behind an afterimage, and almost instantly appeared before one of the saints.

This saint was an old man with a white beard, a white cloth on his forehead, and a white lotus embroidered on his chest.

The divine light on him was a Profound Robe elder, wielding a Three-foot Cyan Peak.

As the blood light rushed in, the old man’s pupils shrank sharply, and he attempted to dodge away.

But strangely, the Profound Robe Divine Being originally attached to him crumbled with a roar as Xu Mujun’s blood light approached, revealing his true self.

"What?!"

The old man exclaimed in shock, and before he could react, Xu Mujun’s blade cut across his neck.

"Puff!"

Blood spurted, and the head soared.

The blood light flickered as the other dozen saints realized and attacked from all directions, intending to besiege Xu Mujun.

But what terrified them was that as long as they approached Xu Mujun, the Invoking God attached to them trembled even more.

Initially, there was no sensation, but upon reaching a distance of several meters from Xu Mujun, the divine light enveloping their bodies disappeared completely.

Now, their martial skills all returned to their original state.

Facing this group, Xu Mujun showed no hesitation and with a single reverse blade strike, disemboweled a big fat man.

That fat man... seemed to be the Boss of Nine Black Dragon Mountains in Qingzhou?

Simultaneously, he reached out and grabbed the neck of a thin old man, twisting it violently, directly snapping his neck.

This person... seemed to be the Clan Leader of a Martial Arts Family in Qingzhou, and also a Grandmaster Realm Martial Artist?

In an instant, three Grandmaster Realm Martial Artists were killed, making the remaining saints’ hearts tremble with fear.

However, as they rushed to Xu Mujun’s side to besiege him, wanting to escape was already too late!

"Ha!"

Xu Mujun shouted furiously, and a bizarre force descended from the sky, enveloping everything within a kilometer radius centered on him.

"Wha- what’s happening!"

"Why can’t I move?"

"Me too!"

"Mother of Non-birth, save me, please!"

"Grand General Xu, spare us...!"

The over dozen Grandmaster Realm Martial Artists controlled were all panickedly shouting, trying to break free from the atmosphere, but no matter how they struggled, they couldn’t escape.

Even Lian Ning’er was within Xu Mujun’s kilometer range.

The divine light on her was distinctly different from the others, still present on her body.

But it had already begun to crack inch by inch.

"Wha- what’s going on..."

"What did Xu Mujun do... to be able to dispel the Divine Power of Invoking Gods!"

"Damn it, this power... above innate! It’s definitely above innate...!"

"Puff!"

In their panic, Xu Mujun swiftly approached a saint and cut off his head with one slash.

The saints that were once arrogantly superior among the White Lotus Sect’s thousands, now were slaughtered like pigs and dogs by Xu Mujun.

One slash, another slash, and yet another slash!

In just a few breaths, seven or eight Grandmaster Realm Martial Artists had died under Xu Mujun’s blade!

"Move, move quickly, move!!!"

Lian Ning’er was terrified, internally screaming frantically, grabbing her legs trying to shift her body.

The divine light attached to her body trembled violently, trying to break free from this heavenly pressure.

Finally, her left leg moved slightly, a look of surprise flashed across her face.

But at that moment, the divine light on her body shuddered intensely, shattered into numerous pieces rapidly cracking apart.

Lian Ning’er looked up abruptly, her pupils filled with shock.

Xu Mujun had already reached her.

The over dozen saints, on whom the White Lotus Sect had pinned high hopes, had all been killed.

Only... she remained!

"Your Invoking God is clearly slightly stronger than the other saints, and your martial aura surpasses the Spirit Communication Realm."

Perhaps seeing Lian Ning’er’s strength, Xu Mujun spoke up for a rare moment.

"If I’d encountered you a few days ago, it might have been a tough battle."

"But now..." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Xu Mujun slowly extended his newly regrown left hand, and the divine light on Lian Ning’er’s body trembled even more violently.

As Xu Mujun’s touch landed, the divine light on her body exploded, revealing her true form.

And at that moment, the blood-red long blade in Xu Mujun’s right hand sliced down mercilessly.

"Stop!!!"

Just then, a cold shout abruptly sounded.

A white light suddenly rose from the south of Guangqing City, shooting towards this direction at a rapid speed.

Even faster than the light was a gigantic white lotus descending from the sky, swiftly covering Xu Mujun.

But... it was still too late.

"Puff!"

With one slash, Lian Ning’er’s body was immediately separated.

"How dare you...!"

The old crone’s angry roar came from a distance, and almost simultaneously, the white lotus also flew over Xu Mujun’s head, spinning and descending.

But strangely enough...

This lotus, descending from the sky, oddly stopped mid-air, unable to continue its descent despite the spinning.

"Hmm?"

The old crone’s figure quickly approached Xu Mujun, floating in mid-air.

Below her, countless White Lotus Sect members knelt down, chanting "Holy Mother" and "Mother of Non-birth".

"I never expected the renowned Grand General of the Great Yu, Xu Mujun, to also be a cultivator!"

The old crone floated in the air, continuously forming seals with her hands, trying to control the spinning lotus to press downward.

But Xu Mujun retracted his long blade and pointed at the old crone from afar, saying, "Cultivator?"

"No, I’m just a martial artist."

"Martial artist? Impossible!"

The old crone sneered, "How could a mere martial artist incite changes in Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi with divine thought?"

"How could a mere martial artist use the Power of Divine Thought to awe mortals?"

"How could a mere martial artist influence Heaven and Earth Rules with the Power of Divine Thought..."

Xu Mujun replied calmly, "And so what?"

"Well, well, well... Originally, this old body thought it was some fellow cultivator willing to serve the Imperial Court, but it turns out to be you."

"Since you’re not a cultivator, then die..."

"White Lotus Incarnation, Sacred Fire Burning. Pity the world, Hometown of the True Void!"

The old crone’s voice suddenly turned eerie, continuously forming seals with her hands as a mysterious Spiritual Qi fluctuation surged from her body.

At the same time, the white lotus above Xu Mujun’s head emitted waves of fluctuation.

In an instant, countless white flames descended from the sky, transforming into three white Fire Snakes, opening their enormous mouths and viciously pouncing towards Xu Mujun!