The Great Saint Protector

In the seven hundredth year of the Great Death Realm, the fifth remnants site opened, which was The Ruins of Extreme Yin and Gloomy Ice.

Facing these last few Great Saint Ruins, the various Heaven Prides became more tense, no longer rushed to fight, instead preserving their battle power first, with their actions and words much more restrained.

Anyway, no fighting unless necessary.

The large interfaces were doing their utmost, wanting to seize this opportunity for the top Heaven Prides of their own interfaces.

Among them, two top Heaven Prides were different: Xu Zhen and Jian Er.

Naturally, there was no need to elaborate on Xu Zhen. She left the Immortal Realm on her own and moved together with Chen Xia, only she did not know why Chen Xia had disappeared, leaving only Xu Zhen with a seemingly weak girl by her side.

Jian Er was someone who joined them later and was coerced. The reason was that two flying swords were always hanging beside Ma Xiaohong.

Regarding this, the Supreme Interface had nothing else to say.

There was no other way. His innate flying swords had been taken away, could he not listen?

For sword cultivators, innate flying swords were like half of their lives. Without them, it was equivalent to losing half of their lives and their cultivation levels would fall.

Jian Er could feel the fluctuation of the red and orange flying swords. He also realized they were his innate swords, but could not figure out why they listened to Chen Xia so much.

He had cultivated the way of the sword all his life. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. He was completely confused.

With no other resort, Jian Er could only follow Chen Xia's instructions to start protecting Ma Xiaohong.

During this process, Xu Zhen had gone to fight for Great Saint Ruins, but because both of them were worried about Ma Xiaohong and dared not go all out, the opportunities eluded them.

With the opening of The Ruins of Extreme Yin and Gloomy Ice this time, it was another scarce chance.

Xu Zhen stood at the front end with a calm expression, showing no cheerfulness.

Ma Xiaohong stood behind, head always bowed low, not daring to look at Xu Zhen.

In her impression, since leaving Chen Xia, Xu Zhen had never smiled again and always had such calm expression, occasionally becoming dejected.

Ma Xiaohong did not dare to actively talk to Xu Zhen. Xu Zhen would occasionally ask her one or two sentences and Ma Xiaohong would nervously reply in brief.

The appearance of Jian Er did not change this phenomenon because he was just a guard and not talkative also. If not for his innate flying sword being taken away by Chen Xia, he would also be fighting for Great Saint Ruins now.

The three autistic individuals were each silent.

Xu Zhen abruptly spoke, "You stay here this time during the opening of the Great Saint Ruins. With protection from Jian Er, there should be no issues."

Ma Xiaohong lowered her head and did not respond.

Jian Er asked, "Do you want to grab this Great Saint Ruins opportunity?"

"It's the fifth Great Saint Ruins. If not now, the opportunities will become more elusive later." Xu Zhen replied plainly.

As time progressed, there would be more cultivators seizing the opportunity. Then, those who obtained the first Great Saint opportunity would of course want to seize the second one.

Those without Great Saint opportunities like herself would naturally be eliminated.

Jian Er nodded, "It makes sense."

He had never been talkative and did not want to say anything. If not for his innate flying sword being taken by Chen Xia, he would also be fighting for Great Saint Ruins now.

Ma Xiaohong hugged the bronze sword and said nothing.

Nobody asked her opinion; they felt there was no need to ask.

She pursed her lips, even she herself did not know what to say. In the past entries into Great Saint Ruins with Xu Zhen, she could hear mockery from some other cultivators.

"Xu Zhen bringing such a useless person, it would be odd if she can snatch any opportunities."

"The way Xu Zhen acts is like cutting off an arm. Not only without support from the Immortal Realm, she also brings a burden. Tsk tsk, she really knows how to find trouble for herself."

"After this Great Death Realm, Xu Zhen will probably fall from the ranks of top Heaven Prides. It's self-inflicted."

There was such talk coming nonstop.

Reaching Ma Xiaohong and Xu Zhen's ears.

But Xu Zhen never answered, only keeping silent.

Ma Xiaohong knew that Xu Zhen was acquiescing. She also felt she was useless.

However, it was not entirely Xu Zhen's fault because Ma Xiaohong herself also felt useless.

She said not a word as silence permeated among the three.

Xu Zhen had already got up and headed towards the distance.

Jian Er had his arms crossed, eyes always watching the desolate starry sky without speaking.

From beginning to end, Ma Xiaohong simply didn't know what to say. She had gotten used to being autistic.

This was the fifth Great Saint Ruins.

Opening in the seven hundredth year.

The time going forward felt endlessly long yet passing extremely fast. Ma Xiaohong would often gaze at the starry sky.

Jian Er had left behind a probe flying sword and would only show up if there was danger.

"Chen Xia, where are you?"

Ma Xiaohong looked at the starry sky and murmured.

The silent starry sky would not answer her. There was only loneliness echoing faintly—across such a vast galaxy, only she conversed with herself.

Solitude filled the entire sky.

She kept the stars company in their loneliness.

Further up the Great Death Realm, at the apex of several interfaces, the starry sky here had become too sparse. One could not make out any semblance of a starry sky.

Bang!

Another huge sound as a stream of light tore open the entire sky, ripped open the void, and slammed into the extremely distant Sun.

"I concede, I concede!" The scrawny old man hurried to beg for mercy, his entire body stuck to the Sun as he gushed blood.

In front of him was a big yellow dog with one hand clutching the old man's neck, disdainfully laughing.

"I still prefer your unruly look from before."

"Wrong, wrong, bro." The old man hurriedly shook his head and admitted his mistake.

Only then did the big yellow dog put him down. He scornfully turned his head. Behind him, several Great Saints were bowing and swearing allegiance.

"Big Yellow Dog is truly divine!"

"Holy shit! Big Yellow Dog's might is unattainable!"

"Big Yellow Dog's might can only be admired."

The few Great Saints fawned over him.

Big Yellow Dog glanced at them indifferently with hands on his hips. He asked, "Do you still remember the first thing I told you regarding going to the Great Death Realm?"

"Remember, remember!" The Great Saint whose glow rivalled the Sun quickly nodded then answered,

"Find a cultivator called Chen Xia."

Big Yellow Dog suddenly fixed his eyes on him. Some coldness flashed within.

The Great Saint's heart thumped. He quickly corrected himself, "No, no, wrong. It's to find Brother Xia, then fiercely protect Brother Xia!"

"Hmm, quite sensible." Big Yellow Dog nodded, then disdainfully said again.

"I won't be snatching this Great Emperor opportunity. I do not need such so-called opportunities to advance to Great Emperor."

It was true. Big Yellow Dog was only a step away from Great Emperor so thrashing these Great Saints was easy.

Even before Chen Xia realized it, Big Yellow Dog had already found a group to guard Chen Xia on his path.

In the eight hundredth year, The Ruins of Extreme Yin and Gloomy Ice ended. Xu Zhen returned to the small star with a bloodied body and weary expression. She stood blankly on the little star, not looking at Ma Xiaohong, just standing there in a daze.

She had failed to seize the Great Saint opportunity and lost in a fight.

Her Dao Heart was shaking and already becoming unstable.

Teetering!