Upon hearing this, Wang Fu cupped his hands and said, "Yes, sir!"

The most powerful forces in the God Realm are the Seven Holy Lands, and among these seven Holy Lands, the strongest is the Dao Yi Holy Land!

Wang Fu glanced at Kuafu with worry. He found it hard to imagine that this peerless powerhouse would want to slaughter and destroy the most powerful sect in the God Realm.

"Tell me about it."

"Where is the strongest force in the divine realm?"

Standing by the railing, Kuafu asked in a calm tone.

Afterwards, Wang Fu told them everything about the God Realm, and the three of them flew towards the Dao Yi Holy Land.

Dao Yi Holy Land is located in the center of the Sixteen Divine Kingdoms, and most of the geniuses and disciples of the Divine Kingdoms come from this Dao Yi Holy Land.

As far as the eye can see, the green mountains stretch endlessly, shrouded in ethereal mist, and from time to time, cultivators flying on swords streak across the sky.

It was already late when the three arrived at Dao Yi Holy Land.

At the entrance of the holy site, many young men and women dressed in blue lingered, their eyes solemn and vigilant.

“Tell the Holy Lord of the Holy Land that those who submit will live, while those who disobey will die.”

Kuafu spoke calmly, his gaze fixed on the many cultivators ahead.

Wang Fu cupped his hands in greeting and flew towards the sky. The power of the first level of the Heaven-Defying Realm suddenly erupted, and a vast divine light shot up from his body, like a sun shining brightly.

"People of the Holy Land, come out!"

The powerful sound swept in all directions, like a thunderclap in a clear sky, and the power of the sound waves directly destroyed the endless mountains into dust!

The first to discover this scene were the outer sect guards. Chen Yu, the senior disciple of the outer sect, saw this scene, and a purple light flashed in his hand as he soared into the sky, his gaze solemnly fixed on Wang Fu, who exuded a powerful aura.

"This is the sacred ground of Dao Yi. Who are you, a nobody, daring to act so arrogantly here!"

Chen Yu's voice was icy.

As he finished asking these questions, his senior brothers and sisters appeared beside him, all with extremely unpleasant expressions.

Dao Yi Holy Land enjoys unparalleled fame in the God Realm and is the premier academy for cultivators. Countless powerful cultivators have emerged from this place, as numerous as carp crossing a river.

However, today there is someone who dares to so brazenly question in the sky. Isn't this a slap in the face to the disciples of his holy land?

Upon hearing this, Wang Fu laughed arrogantly, his gaze sweeping contemptuously over the group of outer disciples. With a wave of his sleeve, a vast force transformed into golden light, enveloping the crowd and blotting out the sun.

Time and space were locked down, and the world fell silent.

As far as the eye could see, those cultivators had vanished into nothingness; even letting out a scream before their death was a luxury.

Wang Fu sneered at this, raised his foot and stomped down, and the tall stone gate shattered into pieces.

This action completely alarmed everyone in the Dao Yi Holy Land. Streams of light flew down from the sky and transformed into powerful figures upon landing.

A middle-aged man holding a flute gracefully descended from the sky.

"Greetings, Holy Lord Dao Yi!"

A group of cultivators from the holy lands all bowed to the middle-aged man, their expressions and actions filled with utmost respect.

Without a doubt, the middle-aged man holding the flute is the Holy Lord who established the Dao Yi Holy Land.

Who are you?

Dao Yi Saint Master looked at Wang Fu, his eyes filled with undisguised coldness and murderous intent.

Although the lives of outer disciples are not worth much, in this blatant situation, if the Holy Master of Dao Yi does not seek justice for these dead disciples, it will likely chill the hearts of all the disciples.

"Defying the heavens by one level."

When Dao Yi Saint Lord released his divine sense and discovered Wang Fu's cultivation level, a look of relief appeared in his eyes.

Wang Fu was about to reply when, unexpectedly, the Dao Yi Saint Master's flute suddenly struck him, scattering petals and unleashing countless rays of smoke.

Wang Fu was startled and hurriedly took out his halberd, engaging in close combat with the figure.

The figures on the field moved back and forth so quickly that they were barely visible to the naked eye; all that could be heard was a series of clanging sounds.

Smoke and dust rose, and haze drifted by.

The fact that the mountains on all sides collapsed at the same time is enough to show that the attacks unleashed by the two in this battle were extremely powerful.

"My Lord, who do you think will win?"

Below.

An Yiyi looked at the white-clad man with his hands behind his back beside her with a curious expression.

"Wang Fu will surely lose in no time."

Kuafu smiled slightly.

An Miaomiao said with a solemn expression, "Could it be that the strength of this Dao Yi Saint Lord is extremely powerful?"

"The seventh level of defying the heavens is nothing to worry about."

Kuafu said casually, "If I were to make a move, I could defeat him in one strike."

An Miaomiao: "..."

This might be the world of the big shots, right?

Even a great realm like the seventh level of the Heaven-Defying Realm is nothing to worry about in your eyes.

really!

A moment later, Wang Fu let out a scream and his body suddenly fell to the ground, raising dust everywhere.

"Senior, I am no match for him. Please help me!"

Blood dripped from the corner of Wang Fu's mouth as he spoke with difficulty.

The difference in their realms was too great. Even if he used all his spiritual treasures and mastered all kinds of magic and divine arts to the extreme, he was still no match for him.

At this moment.

Kuafu passed over him, and Dao Yi, the Holy Lord, stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky with a calm expression.

He stretched out a hand, and his arm appeared in the sky. Hundreds of millions of miles of spiritual energy gathered in his palm, and the buildings in all directions collapsed with a roar.

Dao Yi Saint Lord's expression changed drastically!

Tens of thousands of disciples of the Holy Land trembled as they watched a large hand about to fall, their eyes filled with terror.