The fight immediately stopped when they saw Xuan Feng. There were no rules in the Ancient Barren Battlefield, aside from the strong preying on the weak. The big sects’ Golden Generation geniuses could regard others as ants to slaughter. But before the chief disciples of the powerful sects, they were nothing in comparison. The fourth-pulse Dragon Pulse Realm geniuses on the platform didn’t even dare to look at Xuan Feng.

They were afraid that they would die if they offended him. After all, Xuan Feng wasn’t a kind person to begin with. As the Vajra Monastery’s Blade Wielder, he could kill as he wished, and that blade had a huge origin. It was rumored to be a Glory Saint Artifact that had been passed down in the Vajra Monstery for thousands of years, from generation to generation.

A group of people appeared behind Xuan Feng. There were a few whose cultivation reached the pinnacle of the fourth-pulse Dragon Pulse Realm; they were all radiating with a robust vitality.

Upon reaching the third-pulse Dragon Pulse...