When I Achieved Sainthood, the Immortal Official Actually Called Me to Raise Horses!

With just a casual grasp, Xuantian Yi made all the cultivators feel an overwhelming terror—like the sky was collapsing. The earth trembled violently, and deafening roars filled the air.

The Seven Star Spirit Realm cultivators were struggling to resist. Their cultivation was high compared to the sect cultivators outside the formation, but in front of Xuantian Yi, they were utterly insignificant.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ground shattered continuously as torrents of demonic energy erupted like volcanic eruptions. Lightning coiled like intertwined dragons and serpents, gathering in the palm of Xuantian Yi’s right hand.

At that moment, his aura reached its peak. His white hair danced wildly, his expression manic—like a demonic god reborn into the world.

Lin Lu steadied himself, his hands rapidly forming seals. With a mighty push, his spell surged forward, carrying heaven and earth’s spiritual energy, intertwining wind and fire, sweeping across the fractured land toward Xuantian Yi.

Before this vast force, everything seemed insignificant.

Xuantian Yi raised his hand.

Facing the torrential storm of wind and fire, he slammed down a single palm, tearing it apart, dispersing the elements into countless shattering fragments.

”Formation! Exterminate the demon!”

Lin Lu roared, and the Seven Star Spirit Realm cultivators immediately leaped away, distancing themselves from Xuantian Yi.

Suddenly, the billowing dust behind Lin Lu was violently dispersed—Xuantian Yi had already appeared at his back in a single step, standing sideways.

His eyes burned with pure killing intent.

With a single palm strike, black demonic flames ignited in his hand, piercing straight through Lin Lu’s chest. Blood splattered into the sky.

Lin Lu’s eyes widened in shock and fury.

With a sweep of his arm, Xuantian Yi slammed Lin Lu into the broken earth, then savagely pummeled him over and over. The brutality of the scene made the Seven Star Spirit Realm cultivators panic. Even the distant grandmasters from various sects felt chills run down their spines.

Though the Sealed Demon lacked the towering physical size of the Demon Ancestor or Great Demon Kings, the aura he radiated was far more terrifying.

Lin Lu erupted into a mist of blood.

But in the next instant, his true body reappeared dozens of miles away—his robes in tatters, his body drenched in blood, all traces of his former composure gone.

Xuantian Yi stepped out of the blood mist, raising his head—silver sword shadows descended from the heavens, instantly engulfing him like a storm of divine blades.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless sword shadows rained down upon the earth, shaking the land with violent tremors.

The attack came from dozens of Seven Star Spirit Realm sword cultivators, suspended in mid-air, each holding their sword before them. Their blades hummed with resonance, releasing piercingly sharp cries.

Witnessing the immense power of the sword formation, the surrounding sect cultivators were both exhilarated and horrified. They instinctively retreated, expanding their encirclement.

The difference in cultivation was too vast—even trying to hover in the air was difficult for them. They could only back away to avoid being caught in the battle.

Lü Baitian grabbed An Hao, pulling him to retreat swiftly.

”Master, is there no hope?” An Hao gritted his teeth, his voice filled with despair.

Hearing that Xuantian Yi had been possessed had torn him apart inside.

Lü Baitian stared at the chaotic and apocalyptic battlefield ahead and said grimly:

”Right now, the priority is to exterminate the demon!”

Li Ya and Zhang Bukui were also retreating. Their cultivation was too low—facing Xuantian Yi’s demonic aura, they felt as if they were suffocating.

”Brother Li, there’s no chance to exploit this chaos!” Zhang Bukui muttered anxiously.

He had a terrible feeling—as if the Holy Land wouldn’t be able to hold back the Sealed Demon at all.

Li Ya remained silent—his heart pounded.

In his eyes, the Holy Land was supposed to be the strongest force in the world. With them leading the charge, the burden should have been much lighter for the rest.

But the moment the Sealed Demon appeared, the situation reversed completely.

Even the Holy Land was being overwhelmed!

Lin Lu soared high into the sky, rapidly drawing one artifact after another, forming a new formation as he continued casting spells to attack Xuantian Yi.

”What’s going on…? He shouldn’t be this strong…”

Lin Lu’s heart pounded with fear.

He could sense it—Xuantian Yi was still growing stronger!

He was approaching an even higher realm—beyond the Rogue Immortal Stage!

In Six Star Cave, only one person had ever reached that level—but that person was no longer in this continent.

After reaching the Immortal Dao Realm, most cultivators left the continent entirely, exploring the vast seas and beyond. Lin Lu himself spent most of his time at sea—had it not been for a family crisis, he wouldn’t have returned.

Before he could dwell on the thought further—

A blade-like surge of demonic energy erupted from the sword formation below, instantly shattering it!

Dozens of Seven Star Spirit Realm sword cultivators were blasted away, coughing blood as they tumbled through the air.

The demonic energy shot upward, too fast for Lin Lu to react—he barely managed to raise his defenses.

Boom!

The demonic energy swallowed Lin Lu whole, piercing straight through the clouds above, leaving a gaping hole where sunlight now streamed down.

When the dust settled, all his artifacts lay shattered before him.

Though he had barely managed to withstand the attack, his body was drenched in blood, his injuries severe.

”Damn it…!”

Lin Lu roared in fury. His spiritual energy exploded, shattering the ground below as he gathered his strength for another assault.

Meanwhile, Xuantian Yi suddenly appeared behind a Seven Star Spirit Realm cultivator.

Before the man could react, Xuantian Yi grabbed his head—ripping out his soul and swallowing it whole.

The cultivator’s lifeless body collapsed.

The sight made the remaining Seven Star Spirit Realm cultivators tremble in terror.

They turned and fled.

Xuantian Yi vanished again—in an instant, he reappeared behind a female cultivator, repeating the process.

None of the Grand Ascension cultivators could even resist him.

Seated at his desk, Gu An continued practicing his calligraphy while observing the battle.

The Sealed Demon-possessed Xuantian Yi was single-handedly crushing the Seven Star Spirit Realm forces. Lin Lu unleashed divine techniques one after another, shaking the heavens—but it was useless. He could not hurt Xuantian Yi, only watch as he devoured one soul after another.

Gu An’s divine sense detected ten rogue immortals speeding toward the battlefield—they were rushing in from the northern seas, arriving at terrifying speed.

Reinforcements from the Seven Star Spirit Realm!

”Strange… I can still sense Xuantian Yi’s original soul within him,” Gu An pondered.

”It doesn’t feel like a possession. The two seem… too perfectly merged, as if they were always one entity…?”

He had originally planned to intervene as soon as the Sealed Demon broke free, but Xuantian Yi’s presence forced him to wait.

The Seven Star Spirit Realm wanted to use the Sealed Demon to bolster their holy reputation while also dragging Xuantian Yi into their plans—weakening the Taixuan Sect’s forces and tarnishing its name.

A ruthless scheme.

But they hadn’t expected the Sealed Demon to break through to the Roving Immortal Stage!

That… was beyond their calculations.

And now, Gu An was determined to save Xuantian Yi.

For now, though—he would let the Sealed Demon keep weakening the Seven Star Spirit Realm.

After all, the world needed to see that the Holy Land was not invincible.