However, the cultivation levels of the Granduino Sect disciples were generally around the second or


    third- grade of the supreme saint level.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    The group of Deifirm Sect cultivators, on the other hand, boasted significantly higher cultivation levels.


    Despite outnumbering their opponents, the seven or eight Granduino Sect disciples found themselves


    at a disadvantage, battered and bruised, spitting blood, their breath unsteady.


    Seeing that the Granduino Sect disciples were struggling, Gilda, standing at their side, took the


    initiative. The aura of a fourth–grade supreme saint emanated from her as she raised her hand. With a


    swift motion, she sent the Deifirm Sect cultivators flying with a wave into the void.


    The Deifirm Sect disciple, a young man of around fifth–grade supreme saint, who led the group,


    evaded


    Gilda’s attack. His face darkened as he cursed, “Who dares to trouble my Delfirm Sect!”


    Several Granduino Sect disciples nearby, recognizing it was Severin, cried out in distress. ‘Senior


    Brother, we just entered the ruins and found a forbidden area with formations. There are several


    eighth–grade spiritual treasures and natural treasures. Unfortunately, we were targeted by some


    Deifirm Sect disciples…


    “Our leader, Senior Brother Radyn, got trapped, and only a few of us managed to escape,” one of them


    added from a short distance away.


    Upon hearing this, the young leader of the Deifirm Sect understood Severin’s identity. Without


    hesitation, he leaped into the air, attempting to flee. However, how could Severin let him escape so


    easily? With a low shout, a fierce light flickering in his eyes, Severin raised his hand and pped it


    down. In an instant, a giant cyan handprint, resembling a small mountain, materialized in the sky.


    “Where do you think you’re going!”


    Amidst a resounding shout, under the colossal handprint in the void, the Deifirm Sect leader, with only


    a fifth–grade supreme saint cultivation, was instantly turned into a mist of blood.


    Afterpleting these actions, Severin approached his fellow disciples. As he looked at the numerous


    injuries on their bodies, he could not help but wonder whether it was luck or misfortune that led them to


    discover a forbidden area with heavenly treasures so soon after entering the ruins.


    After spending a considerable amount of time in the ruins, he had only harvested seven or eight decent


    sixth–grade herbs.


    Severin’s initial purpose for entering Wildfire’s legacy site was to search for the Sky–Soil Zenith,


    intending to cultivate the Sky–Soil Heptagold Sword Energy. However, now that he had encountered


    such rare


    After administering several sixth–grade healing pills to the group, he quickly led them onto the


    Scarletsky


    Sword, swiftly moving towards the forbidden area. The Imposing presence naturally attracted the


    attention of others along the way, with spection running rampant.


    “Those are disciples of the Granduino Sect. Seeing them in such a hurry, could something have


    happened?


    “The one leading seems to be Severin, the sixth core disciple of the Granduino Sect. Could it be that


    the sect has discovered a treasure?”


    Meanwhile, in front of the forbidden area containing the precious treasures, several disciples of the


    Granduino Sect were covered in blood, kneeling on the ground.


    The leader, Radyn, was currently being strangled by Uzair, who held his neck in a grip resembling that


    of holding a small chick. Blood oozed from the corners of Radyn’s mouth, his meridians already


    shattered by Uzair, and his aura in chaos and decline.


    Facing a life–or–death crisis, Radyn gritted his silver teeth and said, “This forbidden area was


    discovered by our Granduino Sect first. Are you trying to forcibly seize it? Don’t forget, there are still


    three core disciples of my Granduino Sect inside the ruins!”


    Uzair’s expression remained cold, his gaze fixed on Radyn. A hint of disdain in his eyes, and he did not


    take Radyn seriously.


    A mere sixth–grade supreme saint could easily be annihted with a lift of his hand. However, Uzair


    could notpletely ignore what Radyn said. As far as he knew, Raymond’s cultivation level


    surpassed his own.


    With this in mind, Uzair disdainfully tossed Radyn aside. “A bunch of trash! Do you even have the


    qualifications topete with the Deifirm Sect for precious treasures in the secret realm? In the future,


    when you encounter disciples of the Deifirm Sect, all of you better stay far away!”