If a battle broke out here, they would inevitably get caught in the crossfire. If they didn’t retreat now, they’d be forced to join the fight—and once Ye Liuyun entered the fray, the alien races would immediately realize he had returned.

The three human powerhouses who had arrived consisted of two men and one woman. Aside from the elderly man, the other two appeared middle-aged.

The woman held a gleaming bronze mirror in her hand, while the man carried a black umbrella strapped to his back—both weapons were bizarre in their own right.

Almost instantly, over two hundred alien warriors surged forward, charging toward the trio.

The old man responded by thrusting his palm forward in a sweeping motion.

The sheer force of his strike carried such overwhelming power that it shattered the very fabric of space before him. From Ye Liuyun’s vantage point, it looked as though the old man had unleashed a tidal wave of spatial energy, crashing toward the alien horde.

"Damn, that’s impressive!" Ye Liuyun couldn’t help but mutter in awe.

He made a mental note of the technique, thinking he might try to replicate it later.

The leading alien warriors, sensing the danger, wasted no time. They pooled their strength, channeling the power of their spatial domains to counter the attack.

But the other two humans weren’t idle either.

The man threw a single punch—yet the moment his fist shot forward, a deep, resonant roar, like the combined cries of a tiger and a dragon, echoed through the air. Strangely, the strike didn’t immediately land. Instead, it seemed to vanish into thin air.

Then—**BOOM!**

A deafening explosion erupted within the ranks of the alien forces. Space itself ruptured, flinging several warriors apart like ragdolls before they burst into gory fragments.

A massive black fist of pure energy tore through the void, continuing its rampage toward the remaining aliens.

Meanwhile, the woman merely flicked her wrist with an almost casual grace. It didn’t look like an attack—just a simple, dismissive gesture.

Yet in the next instant—**THUD! THUD! THUD!**

A series of muffled impacts rang out as alien after alien was reduced to clouds of crimson mist.

With the few aliens blocking the old man’s attack now obliterated, the spatial wave from his earlier palm strike surged forward unimpeded. The remaining warriors were swallowed whole, their bodies ground into dust within the churning void.

Moreover, his palm strike continued its relentless advance, forcing the alien forces to dispatch more powerful warriors to block it.

The man’s punch surged backward with tremendous force, obliterating several aliens before its energy finally dissipated.

These three were undoubtedly among the top-tier experts of the sacred land—and what was even more astonishing was that none of them had tapped into the power of their spatial realms. Even Ye Liuyun couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy.

The aliens suffered heavy losses right from the start. In retaliation, beams of white and black light shot forth from their ranks, launching a fierce assault.

The old man deftly evaded the attacks using spatial energy, clearly having prepared for this moment. The woman, however, raised her bronze mirror to meet the white light head-on.

To Ye Liuyun’s astonishment, the mirror reflected the white light back toward the alien ranks, striking down their own kind instead.

Meanwhile, the man swiftly unfurled a black umbrella, intercepting the black beams. Strangely, the dark energy seemed to be absorbed by the umbrella, failing to penetrate it.

*"They actually have ways to counter the Three-Eyed Aliens!"* Ye Liuyun marveled inwardly.

It was evident that these warriors had extensive experience battling the alien menace.

Activating his golden pupils, he scrutinized the bronze mirror and black umbrella.

The mirror appeared utterly ordinary, made of no special material—just an exceptionally polished surface. As for the umbrella, Ye Liuyun could tell it wasn’t metal, but its exact composition eluded him.

*"Once this battle is over, I must ask them about these tools!"* he resolved silently.

Soon, the three experts focused their efforts on eliminating the Three-Eyed Aliens. Though they had defensive measures, they remained wary of ambushes.

The old man took charge of intercepting the other aliens, preventing them from interfering. In no time, the remaining Three-Eyed Aliens were wiped out, and the rest of the alien forces proved no match. After a few more fell, the survivors turned and fled.

The trio pursued briefly before halting, standing firm and ready for the next wave.

From the small mountain town, a golden-armored alien warrior charged out, fixing his gaze on the trio.

"Are you three followers of Ye Liuyun?" the alien demanded in broken speech, his voice grating like metal on stone.

Before they could respond, the alien’s sharp eyes caught the confusion flickering across the young man and woman’s faces—clearly, they had no ties to Ye Liuyun. As for the old man, his wrinkled face was as unreadable as weathered parchment.

"Does your dynasty truly believe the three of you alone can stand against us?" the alien sneered, his golden armor glinting under the pale sun. "Is that why you dared reject our terms?"

This time, the old man answered, his voice steady as ancient bedrock. "The Sacred Dynasty has more than just us. Tens of thousands of warriors stand ready. Invade our world, and you will find only graves waiting for you."

His meaning was clear—countless defenders would rise to repel the alien invaders.

But the golden-armored warrior scoffed, his grasp of human speech still clumsy. "Lies! Where are these ten thousand warriors of yours?"

The young man burst into laughter, his voice ringing with defiance. "Our strength is everywhere. This land will be your tomb!"

With that, he launched a fist straight at the alien. Yet the golden-armored foe merely swiped downward with his clawed hand. A thunderous *boom* echoed, but the young man’s strike failed to tear through the void or summon any hidden power.

The alien smirked, relishing the shock on the man’s face. "Pathetic. You’re no match for me. Hand over Ye Liuyun, and I might spare your lives."

"Strike together, or we’ll fall here!" the old man barked, urgency sharpening his tone.

Ignoring the alien’s taunts, the trio unleashed their full might. This time, they channeled the very essence of their spatial realms, their combined assault blazing like a storm against the golden-armored foe.

Ye Liuyun immediately retreated further, well aware of the devastating shockwaves these combatants could unleash.

The three warriors were clearly going all out, likely aiming to shatter the alien formation through sheer force and reveal its secrets to Ye Liuyun.

"You’re courting death!" The golden-armored alien snarled, his reptilian pupils contracting as he crossed his clawed hands before his chest. When he pulled them apart, a swirling mass of dark energy coalesced between his talons, growing increasingly volatile with each passing second.

Just as the trio’s combined assault reached him, he unleashed the pulsating orb of darkness with a vicious swipe.

KA-BOOM! 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

The cataclysmic collision sent shockwaves rippling through the sacred grounds, toppling stone pillars and reducing nearby structures to rubble. The Thousand Burial Mountain behind the city cracked like brittle glass, while defensive arrays in neighboring alien-controlled cities flickered and died.

Both the golden-armored alien and the three human experts were sent flying backward through the debris-filled air. The alien skidded to a stop after mere meters, his armored boots carving trenches in the stone.

But the human warriors fared far worse—the male fighter tumbled through the air like a kite with severed strings, while the woman coughed up a crimson spray mid-flight. Only the elderly man maintained some semblance of control, though fresh blood now stained his once-pristine white beard.