Jian Beitian's face instantly turned ashen. He found such an insult unbearable.
"Brother Madman, take care of them, and I'll treat you to chicken legs!"
Lu Fan looked at the old madman with a serious expression. In the current situation, perhaps only this could turn the tide.
The old madman nodded and suddenly turned his gaze towards the Holy Land members, exuding an overwhelming aura.
The Holy Land members’ expressions shifted as they clearly sensed the old madman's immense strength, possibly even surpassing that of their two ancestors.
"When did the Assassin Dynasty produce such a powerful figure!"
The Lord of the Lin Family spoke, his brow furrowed. This was no laughing matter; if this old madman made a move, they might not fare well.
"I'm not too sure!"
Xuan Guang Holy Master shook his head, a hint of worry in his eyes. This was not child's play; a single misstep could be a significant blow to the Holy Land.
"Esteemed elder, didn't you want chicken legs? The Xuan Guang Holy Land has plenty. I'll take you there right now!"
Qing Deng's voice rang out as he looked at the old madman, his words earnest, as if everything he said were true.
The old madman's heart seemed to lift upon hearing this, as if he were being persuaded.
The members of the Assassin Dynasty exchanged glances, their expressions shifting. The old madman was their last resort; if even he faltered, they would surely perish.
"Brother Madman, if you leave with them, I'll be finished!"
Lu Fan looked at the old madman. "Do you want to watch us die?"
The old madman blinked, then shook his head, his hostility towards the Holy Land members intensifying.
"They have nothing to do with you, so why bother with them!"
Qing Deng said, "As long as you come with me, I guarantee you'll get your favorite chicken legs!"
The old madman remained unmoved. Instead, a powerful aura surged from him, and he looked at the Holy Land members, saying, "Leave this place, or die!"
Lu Fan and the others were shocked by his words, not having expected the old madman to speak like this.
"Has his sanity returned?"
Gui Ying asked in surprise, a look of bewilderment in his eyes. Under normal circumstances, the old madman shouldn't be like this.
"It might be a temporary recovery!"
Lu Fan shook his head slightly, unsure of the reason himself.
The eyes of the two ancestors instantly turned cold. They had intended to avoid trouble and not bother with the old madman, never expecting his sanity to suddenly clear.
"Holy Land experts, where are you? Join forces and kill this person!"
The Holy Land members obeyed without hesitation, their gazes fixed on the old madman with fierce intensity.
The old madman, however, seemed unfazed, as if these individuals before him were beneath his notice.
"Old Madman, be careful!"
Lu Fan's brow furrowed. He was heavily injured and unable to assist the old madman. With so many strong cultivators from the Holy Land, it was undoubtedly a significant threat to the old madman.
The old madman said nothing more, his expression growing more indifferent, even when facing the Holy Land experts.
At the command of the two ancestors, the Holy Land's many experts surged forward, exuding an unparalleled aura that was exceptionally terrifying.
Seeing this, the old madman simply waved his hand, and the Holy Land's many experts were sent reeling backward, utterly unable to resist.
Witnessing this scene, everyone was struck with awe, never having imagined the old madman's strength to be so formidable, catching them completely off guard.
"Could he be a Great Saint realm expert!"
The ancestor of the Lin Family was shocked, a hint of panic in his eyes. The mere display of the old madman's power was enough to astonish and overwhelm.
"Great Saint realm!"
The ancestor of the Xuan Guang Holy Land also frowned. He could never have imagined that such a powerful individual would actually appear in the Eastern Region, leaving him deeply shaken.
"How is this possible? How could he be a Great Saint!"
Xuan Guang Holy Master also knitted his brows, his expression troubled, finding it almost unbelievable. Perhaps, in his heart, he had never considered the possibility of a Great Saint existing in the Eastern Region.
"Since he is a Great Saint, he must possess boundless power, beyond our ability to contend with!"
The ancestor of the Lin Family frowned. "Everyone, be careful, we shouldn't linger here!"
The Holy Land members immediately panicked. If even their ancestors said this, it was clear the matter was far from trivial, and perhaps even the ancestors could not stop him.
"Ancestor, are there truly no other options?"
The Lord of the Lin Family asked, his brow slightly furrowed. They had deployed their absolute reserves; if they couldn't subdue the Assassin Dynasty, it would be a devastating blow to the entire Holy Land.
"This person's strength is immense. If we were to confront him head-on, it would not be a good outcome!" the ancestor of the Lin Family said with a frown. "We must proceed with caution!"
The Xuan Guang ancestor nodded slightly, clearly understanding the situation. A rash move would surely spell their doom.
"Retreat, all of you, retreat!"
The voices of the two ancestors echoed, daring not to act recklessly. Unless they were willing to gamble the entire reserves of their two Holy Lands, their current strength was likely insufficient to suppress the old madman.
And at this very moment, the Holy Land members began to retreat, not daring to delay. Since even the Holy Land ancestors had given the order, any further delay would be courting death.
Seeing the Holy Land's many experts depart, Lu Fan felt a sense of bewilderment. He had never expected things to resolve so easily, it was beyond his wildest expectations.
"What's going on?"
Gui Ying also looked curious. "The two ancestors didn't make a move, so why did they leave so quickly? Are they truly afraid of the old madman?"
"Is there any better explanation besides that?" Jian Beitian narrowed his eyes. "If my guess is correct, this person before us might be a Great Saint. If that's the case, then it's truly terrifying!"
"Great Saint!"
Everyone present was slightly shocked and deeply shaken. They didn't have a strong grasp on the concept of a Great Saint, but one thing was clear: a Great Saint possessed immense power. Even a hundred Saint Kings might not be a match for a single Great Saint, which was their understanding of a Great Saint.
"Old Madman, what's wrong with you!"
Lu Fan's voice rang out again as he looked at the old madman. The old madman had collapsed and was unconscious, appearing to have suffered a severe injury.
After they entered the Assassin Dynasty's barrier, Jian Beitian examined the old madman before shaking his head and saying, "He's not seriously injured. It's likely he's just unaccustomed to it after expending so much spiritual energy just now."