"We have no shame! We have no masters! No masters under heaven! No shame toward the common people!" More than two thousand experts belonging to the Supreme Gold City roared simultaneously, pumping their arms so hard that it seemed the very strength from the depths of their souls was unleashed with that single shout: "No shame toward this very earth!"

"With our lives, we prove our lack of shame! With our souls, we sacrifice ourselves to the common people!" Xi Ruochen pointed his long sword, his long beard flowing beneath his chin, and roared fiercely, "Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!" Amidst the earth-shattering roar, the more than two thousand experts charged out in a frenzy!

Every one of them had already charged out several times before; every one of them was already exhausted, covered in wounds, and utterly unfit to fight. But their previous charges relied on martial power, on profound energy, on hot-blooded courage! This charge, however, used their very lives—the final, most brilliant glimmer of life's afterglow!

The roar of successive self-detonations became so dense it was maddening. Countless masters, laughing heroically, turned their flesh and blood, the pure profound energy they had cultivated their entire lives, into the most resounding boom!

No regrets! Not a single one of them showed the slightest hesitation!

The number of alien invaders sharply decreased again!

Huyan Aobo, Sect Master of the Illusory Blood Sea Sect, roared like thunder, two tears of blood already tracing paths down his eyes. He cursed shrilly, "Mo Wudao! Xi Ruochen! You two old ghosts, not even giving a heads-up before leaving? And you managed to die and go ahead of this old man! Scoundrels, absolute scoundrels! You two jumped the queue, and I'll settle accounts with you when I get down there!"

Amidst his cursing, Huyan Aobo howled to the heavens, roaring, "The Hidden World Immortal Palace and the Supreme Gold City are eternal; how can my Illusory Blood Sea be willing to lag behind? Even beneath the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, the Three Great Holy Lands must coexist!"

The masters under his command were invigorated, shouting in unison, "Yes! The Sect Master is right! Even if we end up beneath the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, the Three Great Holy Lands are indivisible!"

Huyan Aobo laughed heartily, "Since we’ve decided to gather in the Yellow Springs, what are we waiting for! Brothers, follow me to catch up with them!"

"Hahahaha... Catch up with them! Gather in the Yellow Springs!" The experts of the Illusory Blood Sea clamored one after another... A figure in purple robes fluttered, sweeping out fiercely, shouting, "Illusory Blood Sea, I’ll clear the way!"

With a flash of purple robes, this Saint Emperor shot out like a meteor thirty zhang, plunging first into the alien formation. Amidst wild laughter, a deafening explosion erupted, sending flesh and blood flying everywhere!

Huyan Aobo laughed sadly yet heroically, "Good brothers!"

With that, the edge of his long sword flashed, and he shouted, "Then what are we waiting for? Countless good brothers are waiting for us to gather in the Yellow Springs!" With a roar, the force of fewer than three thousand charged like a tidal wave toward the remaining masters of the alien race!

A string of manic explosions resounded across the universe...

The warriors of the Three Great Holy Lands, with their fearless spirit and courage, proved their existence. This testament to their spirit and courage shook the heavens, vibrated the earth, and utterly stunned all the remaining fighting strength of the alien invaders!

Gu Han, still charging wildly, slashed and plunged into the alien formation from left to right. Wherever he passed, there was nothing but countless cries of agony, followed by a sprawl of severed limbs, rolling heads, and spurts of blood into the air. Countless alien masters tried to deal with him through self-detonation, but Gu Han simply charged straight through, relying on his protective profound energy, slaughtering without regard for consequence!

In truth, Gu Han’s approach was quite unwise. His profound energy cultivation was undoubtedly supreme, and the self-detonations of the alien experts—mostly Saint Emperors, at most early-stage Saint Venerables—did not cause him significant harm. But even if the damage was minor, it still had an effect. One or two detonations, Gu Han could ignore entirely, but ten? Even more? Even someone as formidable as Gu Han could not disregard such frequent, extreme assaults!

However, at this moment, Gu Han had already disregarded them. There was nothing else in his mind.

Only killing!

Only slaughter!

Watching the entire fighting force belonging to the Three Great Holy Lands transform into history, into legend, Gu Han’s eyes were filled with tears, his vision blurred. Despite how rousing and impassioned he had sounded earlier to Young Master Jun, to Mei Xueyan, and to the Beast Kings of Heavenly Punishment—acting as if life and death meant nothing—now, at the moment the Holy Lands' demise became reality, he still could not be truly detached. It hurt; it still hurt. It was painful; it was still agonizing. Gu Han’s heart was shattered!

The only thing that had not changed was Gu Han’s attack; it remained sharp, still so fast, still so unstoppable!

The human tide churned as Jun Moxie brutally fought his way through, treading over mountains of corpses. The Blood of Yan Huang was still swirling and dancing madly, feasting heartily!

The alien force, once a genuine army of over ten thousand Saint Emperors, was now reduced to fewer than two thousand people! Considering the actual disparity in strength between the two sides, the seven thousand combatants from the Three Great Holy Lands achieving this level of result—nearly a one-to-one exchange—was already quite glorious!

Gu Han unleashed another heavy, powerful palm strike. As the palm wind swept past, flesh and blood splattered. He roared with eyes splitting apart in fury, "Jun Moxie! You go over there! There are no masters holding the line there; leave this side to us!"

Jun Moxie’s eyes were slightly red. He calmed himself and said, "Old Gu! The heroes of the Three Great Holy Lands have already gone. But you cannot leave yet! This battlefield, this land, still needs you!"

Gu Han acted neither hastily nor slowly, his movements like lightning, still fiercely killing the alien warriors around him, roaring madly, "Jun Moxie! Do not make me hate you at this final moment! Go! Leave this place, go over there! Hurry up..."

On the other side, the sound of earth-shattering slaughter had already begun to rumble. The alien contingent there had clearly launched its attack.

"Get lost... Get lost! Go over there! Hurry up and get over there!" Gu Han shouted frantically, "The Holy Lands are gone; do you think I can go on living? What reason do I have to live? Jun Moxie... do not let me have regrets... do not let me look down on you! I am a part of the Holy Lands; that is a fact, a fact that will never change!"

Jun Moxie instantly fell silent, feeling a sharp, stabbing pain in his heart.

"Go now! Go over there!" Gu Han almost pleaded, "Jun Moxie, I beg you, leave this side to me! Leave everything here to me! I beg you..." He suddenly screamed hoarsely, "I beg you~~~!" Tears finally streamed down Jun Moxie's face. "I understand. Everything here is left to you! I’m going; take care! Our next meeting... I hope it will come soon!" His body shot upward, a white shadow flickering away, vanishing instantly before Gu Han.

Gu Han laughed contentedly, "Jun Moxie! Thank you! Do not forget to kill Zhan Kuang! That was your promise to the Holy Lands! And do not forget my instructions! I entrust this to you..."

Jun Moxie was filled with melancholy and sorrow; he knew Gu Han was determined to cast his entire remaining life onto this spot! The Holy Lands were annihilated; Gu Han no longer had any reason to live!

In the moment of departure, Jun Moxie resolutely mobilized the power of Earth, fully unleashing the spiritual energy he had just accumulated. With a swish, two cliff faces, hundreds of zhang high, instantly rose beside Gu Han, leaving only a passage about ten zhang wide between them. If the alien army wanted to pass this barrier, they would have to go through Gu Han!

Gu Han had decided to fight to the death alone!

Then, the only thing Jun Moxie could do for him was to create a situation where one man could hold off ten thousand—a truly impregnable pass!

Since Gu Han had resolved to die a heroic death, Jun Moxie would create an immortal legend for him!

Blocking tens of thousands of alien troops by himself!

The moment the two mountain peaks shot up, Jun Moxie, whose spiritual power was nearly entirely depleted, felt his vision go black. An unprecedented feeling of extreme exhaustion instantly surged through him, nearly causing him to plummet from mid-air.

Constructing two magnificent and solid mountains with a mere exchange of words...

With Jun Moxie's currently recovered strength, this could be described as an extreme overdraft of his Earth power!

Gu Han witnessed this change; while inwardly shaken, he showed no hesitation. His figure moved instantly, retreating several steps, then executing a somersault to firmly establish himself before the barrier just created, his entire body radiating fierce killing intent, hands behind his back!

His eyes were detached, his robes fluttering in the wind, standing utterly alone!

The way he stood exuded the demeanor of a seasoned master—deeply settled and immovable as a mountain. All the alien experts before him were awestruck by his imposing aura and involuntarily halted their advance simultaneously. Everyone could clearly sense that the person before them was an insurmountable mountain!

If they wished to pass, it would only be at the cost of their lives!

Gu Han watched them quietly, then suddenly let out a long breath, saying faintly, "The Holy Lands end here, with me alone! Ten thousand years of inheritance concludes today; this battle will become a legend!"

Gu Han’s voice was exceptionally faint, yet it resonated powerfully in the sky for a long time, completely undiminished by the sounds of slaughter involving hundreds of thousands of people.

Though his voice seemed aimless, as if addressing no specific audience, everyone in the Heavenly Punishment contingent dozens of li behind him knew that Gu Han was speaking to them.

It could be said that Gu Han, representing the Three Great Holy Lands, was delivering his final words! Thus, everyone who was not participating in the battle listened quietly, their faces solemn.

The strong wind howled past, seemingly carrying a hint of autumn chill.

"The Hidden World Immortal Palace, having traversed one thousand one hundred and thirty years of vicissitudes, has boasted disciples numbering in the millions from ancient times to the present! Since its inception, it has commanded awe throughout the world. Later, when the alien race rampaged, to prevent them from entering the continent, the Palace abandoned its original foundation and retreated to the wilderness! This has been the case for eight thousand six hundred and thirty-three years!"

Gu Han’s hair and beard fluttered wildly in the wind, his expression stern. He stated quietly, "The Supreme Gold City, since its founding by the first ancestor until now... is the same as the Hidden World Immortal Palace. The Illusory Blood Sea is likewise!"

"Through ages of change, all shall return to nothingness today! Eight thousand six hundred years of achievement all turn to fleeting clouds in one morning! Since ancient times, millions of heroic spirits hang brightly in the heavens, their souls tied to the continent!"

"After fighting fiercely until now, I alone remain of the Holy Lands!" Gu Han laughed wildly, then fiercely proclaimed, "I, Gu Han, lived as a guardian of the Holy Lands, and in death, I shall be a fierce soul of the Holy Lands! To guard against the alien race, to resist the invasion; to protect the continent, to defend the common people! This is the responsibility of the Holy Lands, and though I die, I dare not forget it! Since I could not exterminate the alien race by hand in life, in death I shall curse them for eternity throughout heaven and earth! Spirits of Heaven and Earth, bear witness to my oath—my body and soul... shall have no regrets in life or death!"