86: Since the entire clan has been wiped out, let's move the land too.

"Old... Old Ancestor... has fallen?"

"One... one palm strike?"

Taichu Holy Land was deathly silent.

All surviving Disciples and Elders were like puppets with their Souls sucked out, staring blankly at the blood mist dissipating in the sky.

That was their faith.

The confidence of their Holy Land's Legacy standing for a hundred thousand years.

Their strongest backing.

And now... it was just... gone?

"Run!!"

Someone let out a shrill, distorted scream.

This scream was like lighting a powder keg.

The people of Taichu Holy Land, still immersed in shock and despair, scattered instantly.

Abandoning the Sect, they burned their essence blood, using every ounce of strength to flee in all directions like madmen.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.

Even the Quasi-Emperor Old Ancestor was slapped to death; what were these small fries staying for?

Waiting to be ground into dust?

Li Daoxuan stood still, watching the points of light scurrying like headless flies, not bothering to chase.

Too beneath him.

Bothering with ants would damage his status as a "hidden expert."

"Revered Master, they've all run away."

Xiao Chen sheathed his sword, feeling a bit unsatisfied.

The battle ended before he could even make a move.

"Let them run."

Li Daoxuan waved his hand dismissively.

He turned to look at his Disciples behind him, who were also eager and ready, a "kindly" smile curling his lips.

"The real business hasn't started yet."

"What are you all standing there for?"

"Clean up the battlefield!"

"Yes!"

Hearing "clean up the battlefield," Shi Tian's eyes lit up.

He was the first to shoulder a hoe, howling as he rushed toward the deepest treasury of Taichu Holy Land.

His practiced manner made him look like a professional demolition crew leader.

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister! This way! I smell treasure!"

"Hurry up! Revered Master said not to even leave the floor tiles behind!"

Xiao Chen, Leng Yanran, and the others understood perfectly.

Revered Master said being thrifty is a virtue, and wasting resources is shameful!

And so.

A grand "zero-yuan shopping" spree began in the former number one Holy Land of the Central Plains.

In the distance.

The trembling powerful experts watching from afar didn't dare leave, their mouths twitching wildly at the sight.

What were they seeing?

That Youth in White Robes, who looked like a transcendent immortal and slapped a Quasi-Emperor to death, was actually... indulging his Disciples to ransack a Holy Land in broad daylight?!

"This... this style... isn't it a bit off?"

"What happened to the hidden expert? What happened to being detached from worldly affairs?"

"Why do I feel... they look more like the Demonic Path than the Demonic Path itself?"

"More than just the Demonic Path, this is like bandits entering a village!"

...Half an hour later.

Taichu Holy Land had been picked clean.

Never mind the treasury; even the tables, chairs, stools, and night-luminescent pearls in the palaces were moved out.

Fat Aunt even uprooted the Spirit Medicine garden, saying she'd take it back to study a new variety of radish.

"Revered Master, it's all done!"

Shi Tian returned satisfied, carrying a sack larger than himself.

"This Holy Land is much richer than those paupers in the Eastern Wasteland! We found several veins of Top-Grade Spirit Stones alone!"

Li Daoxuan nodded in satisfaction.

Not bad, not bad.

This trip to the Central Plains wasn't in vain; he made a profit on the first day.

With hands behind his back, like an old landlord inspecting his territory, he strolled through the empty Taichu Holy Land.

Finally.

His gaze fell on the massive floating immortal mountains suspended above the sea of clouds like celestial palaces.

These mountains were the Foundation of Taichu Holy Land.

Each was supported by a complete Top-Grade Spiritual Vein, shrouded in Spiritual Qi with cranes flying about—a literal paradise on earth.

"Tsk tsk."

Li Daoxuan rubbed his chin, a greedy light flashing in his eyes.

"These mountain peaks are quite nice."

"Abundant Spiritual Qi, beautiful scenery... much better as a Sect gate than our dilapidated Fallen Mountain Range."

"If only... I could move them home."

As soon as the thought appeared.

The System's cold notification sounded in Li Daoxuan's mind.

[Ding! Detected Host's intent for "forced demolition."]

[System's "One-Click Recovery" function has been activated.]

[Would you like to recover the current target [Taichu Holy Land Main Peak Group]?]

[After recovery, it can be stored in the System Space for use as a mobile Immortal Cave or Sect base.]

Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up instantly.

There's such a good thing?!

"Recover! Recover immediately!"

He confirmed in his mind without hesitation.

"System, make it a big scene; the presentation must be grand."

[Received.]

The next second.

Under the terrified gazes of the distant experts.

Li Daoxuan moved.

He slowly ascended above the nine floating immortal mountains.

Then.

He slowly spread his arms, making a gesture of embracing heaven and earth.

"Rumble—!!!"

Instantly, the winds and clouds changed color, and the world went silent!

The entire Central Plains earth trembled violently at this moment!

An indescribable, terrifying power erupted from Li Daoxuan, turning into an invisible hand that covered the sky!

That hand was too big.

So big it seemed capable of holding the entire firmament in its palm!

"What... what is he doing?!"

"My god! This power... does he want to punch a hole in the sky?!"

Everyone was terrified.

The invisible hand ignored all spatial Laws.

It reached directly into the depths of the earth!

And then.

Like pulling up a radish.

It grabbed the nine massive Spiritual Veins supporting the floating immortal mountains!

"Rise!"

Li Daoxuan shouted lightly, his words becoming Law!

"Boom—!!!"

The earth shook and the mountains swayed!

Under the gazes of everyone looking as if they'd seen a ghost.

Those nine majestic floating immortal mountains, which had stood for a hundred thousand years like a paradise.

Along with the ten-thousand-mile Foundation below and the nine dragon-like Top-Grade Spiritual Veins.

Were forcibly... from the earth... uprooted!

The scene was too shocking.

It was like the creator god of myths moving mountains and seas!

Nine massive peaks covered the sky, slowly rising.

Then.

Behind Li Daoxuan, a pitch-black spatial rift appeared out of nowhere, like the mouth of a giant beast.

The nine immortal mountains were pulled by an invisible force, bit by bit, swallowed into that unknown void.

The entire process.

Lasted for the duration of an incense stick.

When the last corner of the peak disappeared into the spatial rift.

The rift slowly closed.

Heaven and earth returned to peace once more.

As if nothing had ever happened.

Except... at the original location of Taichu Holy Land.

A... bottomless, ten-thousand-mile diameter... massive pit appeared.

The pit was pitch black, as if leading straight to the Nine Serenity Hell, still emitting wisps of Earth Fiend Qi.

The number one Holy Land of the Central Plains.

An immortal dao lineage of a hundred thousand years.

Just like that... people and mountains, land and Spiritual Veins... all packed and taken away?

*Gulp.*

In the distance, an old monster in the Void Refining stage who had lived for ten thousand years swallowed hard, feeling a chill in his crotch.

"Is... is this something a human does?"

"Killing is one thing, but he not only killed them, he even dug up their ancestral graves!"

"More than just digging them up, he took the whole graveyard away!"

"A devil! This is absolutely the Reincarnation of an Ancient Demon God!"

In mid-air.

Li Daoxuan clapped his hands, looking at his "masterpiece" and nodding in satisfaction.

"Not bad, not bad."

"Now, our Hidden God Sect has a decent branch in the Central Plains."

He turned around, looking at his Disciples and followers who were completely numb, unable to even show shock anymore.

He gave a kindly smile.

"What are you all standing there for?"

"The work is done, time to go to the next attraction."

Saying so.

He pulled out a map and circled a spot.

"Let's go."

"Next one."

The moment his voice fell.

In the distance.

The experts still watching scattered like cats whose tails had been stepped on.

Burning their essence blood and using every bit of strength, they fled toward their own Sects like madmen.

"Quick! Run!"

"That Devil Head is looking this way! He's looking over!"

"Back to the Sect! Immediately! Hide all the treasures!"

"No! We can't go back! He'll move the whole mountain! Quick! Move the house overnight!!"