The island is vast.

The Four Seas Commerce Association has been operating on this island for hundreds of years, with a population of several hundred thousand, larger than some small county towns.

Although many have died, those living are even more.

When Zhao Yi appeared with the Imperial Guard, a commotion immediately erupted on the island.

The servants of the Four Seas Commerce Association, who were originally kneeling at the edge of the altar, suddenly stood up and ran frantically in Zhao Yi's direction.

"They are worshiping demons, they are mad!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of everyone around Zhao Yi changed simultaneously.

Miaoyin's figure flickered and suddenly appeared on the island, flying towards the shouting servant.

Behind the servant, a bloodied person flew up, holding a knife and thrusting it towards the servant's back.

"Seeking death!"

Miaoyin was furious and slapped towards the person.

The person was only at the sixth tier of the Wandering Soul Realm, but facing an eighth-tier Ascension Realm slap from Miaoyin, instead of dodging, he erupted with ferocity, determined to trade life for life, willing to die to stab that servant!

Bam!

Miaoyin naturally wouldn't give him the chance for mutual destruction.

The knife in the person's hand had just been raised and before it could strike the servant, it was directly shattered into pulp by Miaoyin's slap.

The servant, overly frightened, fell to the ground.

His face was pale, his body shaking like a sieve, evidently terrified to the extreme.

Miaoyin saw his lips trembling, constantly muttering something, so she leaned closer to listen.

"They are worshiping demons, they are all mad..."

Miaoyin heard the servant speak of demon worship-related content and moved a bit closer.

Just then, the servant's face changed, becoming hideous and wild-eyed.

He suddenly pulled out a poison-coated dagger from somewhere and viciously stabbed towards Miaoyin's abdomen.

Snap!

Miaoyin casually swung her palm, directly snapping the servant's neck.

Rising, Miaoyin glanced at the servant's body and sneered.

A fourth-tier Separation and Reunion Realm trying to ambush an eighth-tier Ascension Realm?

What was he thinking?

The commotion on Miaoyin's side didn't stir any reaction on the altar side.

Those people seemed to rely on something, remaining kneeling, devoutly worshipping, reciting incantations in a language others couldn't understand.

On the altar, eerie winds gusted, the air thick with the smell of blood, the scene both bizarre and evil.

Bai Cang flew to the island, and Zhao Yi jumped down immediately.

He ignored everyone, walking step by step towards Prince Zhi on the altar.

"Kill!"

Around the altar, the frenzied followers suddenly stood up, rushing straight towards Zhao Yi.

Among these people, there were even top Great Cultivators at the Tier Nine Saint King Realm.

Zhao Yi didn't even glance at them.

As soon as they moved, ripples appeared in the void behind Zhao Yi.

Figures rushed out one after another.

Those Tier Nine Saint King Realm followers were intercepted a hundred feet away from Zhao Yi.

Meanwhile.

An earth-shattering roar of battle resounded on the island.

Rebels from the Four Seas Commerce Association, hidden on the island, in the water, and in secret passages, charged out like a tidal wave, fiercely rushing towards Zhao Yi.

Zuo Xiaoluo remained calm in the face of danger.

She stood at a distance, observing the chaotic mob pouring like a flood, orderly directing the Imperial Guard to meet the enemy.

Soon, all the rebellious forces attacking Zhao Yi were intercepted by the Imperial Guard.

Throughout the island, fighting was rampant, with deaths occurring at any moment.

The only untouched area was within a hundred feet radius around Zhao Yi.

He walked forward step by step, with waves of rebels charging at him, only to die on their way.

Many Imperial Guard soldiers protecting Zhao Yi also fell, but replacements quickly filled in, ensuring no one could step within a hundred feet of him.

Zhao Yi ignored the surrounding cries of battle and paid no attention to the widespread corpses and debris.

Step by step, he walked forward, the blood soaking the ground beneath him, turning the surface muddy.

Taotie trotted over to Zhao Yi, crawling on the ground, eagerly saying, "Master, the ground is slippery, let me carry you across."

Zhao Yi waved him away.

Though lacking cultivation, his physique nearing the limits of the Tier Nine Saint King Realm was sufficient to cope with most dangerous environments in the world.

Seeing Zhao Yi unwilling to ride him, Taotie felt a bit disappointed.

However, it soon regained its good mood.

Inherited memories had long told it that the blood of human cultivators was very delicious.

Having been at the Crown Prince's Mansion earlier, Taotie, even if it wanted to, dared not act against people there.

Taotie was well aware of Zhao Yi's boundaries.

It could be gluttonous, and no matter how much it ate, the Crown Prince's Mansion could afford it.

But it absolutely couldn't eat people.

The moment it did, its death would be sealed!

So, Taotie had been enduring.

Originally thinking it would have to endure for a long time, Taotie hadn't expected the opportunity to come so swiftly.

There were countless enemies.

Seizing the chance to bite a few and secretly drink a little blood, nobody would notice.

Thinking this, Taotie flashed and rushed towards the center of the chaotic battle.

With its tough skin and rapid recovery, Taotie tore a wide gap in the formerly solid line of defense.

Seeing this, Zuo Xiaoluo immediately mobilized troops to follow Taotie's charge.

Once the chaotic battle formation broke, it instantly lost its fighting spirit.

Zuo Xiaoluo quickly urged the rear troops to strike.

The rebels crumbled, scattering in all directions.

The Imperial Guard, their morale lifted, cut through the rebels like harvesting wheat, driving them back step by step.

Perhaps not anticipating that the chaotic forces they had high hopes for would crumble upon contact with the Imperial Guard, the high-ranking members of the Four Seas Commerce Association, who had been kneeling around the altar, finally began to stir and move.

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