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Of course, there were Martial Ancestor Realm experts among the people below. The tomb of the Martial Saint was not very attractive to the Martial Saint Realm experts, but it was extremely attractive to them, especially to those who were at the peak of the Martial Ancestor Realm. Their lifespan was close, and they had been trapped in this realm for countless years.2

It was extremely difficult to enter the Martial Saint Realm. Within the millions of people in the entire Redbud Kingdom, there were only a few dozen Martial Saints. It could be said that they were few and far in between.

In this place, a Martial Saint was definitely an existence that could rule over a region. All sorts of powers would try to rope him in. The influence of a Martial Saint was evident.

"Why not let us in!"

"It's because you think that you are a big power that you are amazing!"

"The tomb of a Martial Saint does not belong to you. What right do you have to decide?!"

Many people had faces of dissatisfaction as they pointed at the sky and angrily rebuked. Their faces turned red from anger, but no one paid any attention to them.

"Since you do not want us to enter, then don't expect your younger generation to obtain anything!"

Some people were furious. Their eyes narrowed as they swept across the three great sects and the young generation of the royal family with unfriendly eyes. They were trying to find someone with extraordinary talent and wanted to kill them.

However, these people had only taken a few steps forward when a powerful force appeared out of nowhere and struck their bodies. The weaker cultivators died on the spot, and the stronger ones vomited blood and were sent flying.

Evidently, there were experts guarding the safety of these transcendent powers, they couldn't allow these people to bully them.

Everyone was indifferent to the deaths of these people. The strong ate the weak. Fairness was the patent of the strong. The weak could only choose to obey or die.

Upon seeing the outcome of these people, the rest of them could only restrain their thoughts. However, they still refused to leave, their faces full of unwillingness.

"They said we can't enter if we're not allowed in? I don't believe that today I have to go in and give it a try! "

An aged spectator said. Some recognized him as a famous expert of the Redbud Kingdom, a Peak Martial Ancestor Realm.

The old man then transformed into a streak of light as he flew up the mountain. However, before he even neared the mountain, a beam of light swept past his body before his body exploded. Fresh blood mixed with chunks of flesh flew all over the place as the smell of blood assaulted his nose.

A peak Martial Ancestor Realm expert had been killed in the blink of an eye. The blood lesson was laid out before them. This caused the other Martial Ancestor Realm experts to completely dispel all thoughts of killing this expert.

Although they were furious at the actions of the three great sects and the Imperial Family, they were powerful and had several Martial Saints guarding them. Furthermore, there were countless Martial Saints, and they were not people that they could afford to provoke. In the end, they could only look at this place unwillingly before hesitating and leaving.

With the first, there would naturally be a second. More and more Martial Ancestor Realm experts left with regret and unwillingness.

Soon, more than half of the group had gathered at the foot of the mountain. Most of them were youths around the age of twenty, geniuses from various sects, clans, or mercenary groups. Their seniors and teachers all had high hopes for them.

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