Cultivation of immortality begins with an eighty-year-old eunuch.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

The sky was filled with streaks of light, like a meteor shower moving in reverse, rising wildly from all directions.

In just three breaths.

The void around Chen Fan was completely surrounded!

Densely packed elite disciples of the Kunxu Sect formed massive killing formations, their murderous aura sealing off all directions; hundreds of inner sect elders at the Nascent Soul and Void Refinement stages rode flying swords, wielding magical treasures, their eyes blazing with fury as if they wanted to devour Chen Fan alive.

In the innermost circle, there were more than thirty Nascent Soul stage experts and six Supreme Elders radiating terrifying Mahayana stage power!

This power, no matter where it is placed, is enough to instantly flatten an entire star field!

"Take him down! Extract his soul and refine his spirit, then light the heavenly lamp for ten thousand years!" A raging Mahayana stage elder, his withered hand suddenly reaching out, transformed into a gigantic hand of starlight that blotted out the sky, and fiercely grabbed at Chen Fan.

however.

Faced with this earth-shattering scene, Chen Fan remained with his hands behind his back, not even moving the hem of his clothes.

He merely raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the giant starlight hand.

"roll."

A single word was uttered softly from Chen Fan's mouth.

boom!!!

Without any buildup, an extremely suppressed and terrifying pressure from the peak of the Tribulation Transcending stage erupted without reservation, like a volcano that had been accumulating for billions of years!

In that instant, the entire starry sky seemed to let out a mournful cry of unbearable burden.

Under Chen Fan's oppressive aura, the laws of space crumbled like shredded paper, and even the flow of time briefly stopped.

The giant hand of starlight that reached for Chen Fan, at the Mahayana stage, melted away instantly upon touching this oppressive force, just like ice and snow hitting a red-hot iron block!

Moreover, this oppressive force, centered on Chen Fan, transformed into a visible, transparent ripple that swept across the entire area!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The hundreds of thousands of Kunxu disciples on the periphery didn't even have time to scream before they were struck by this pressure like flies hit by a heavy hammer, falling from mid-air, spitting blood, and unable to move.

The magical artifacts of hundreds of elders dimmed, their knees buckled under the pressure, and they knelt in mid-air.

Even the six Grand Elders at the Mahayana stage had their expressions change drastically. Their magical power seemed to be frozen solid, and they were forced to retreat hundreds of steps in the void. With each step they took, they created a large area of ​​broken spatial cracks in the starry sky!

"Crossing...the peak of the Tribulation Transcending stage?!"

The Mahayana stage elder who had attacked earlier was now filled with horror, his throat felt like it was burning, and his voice was dry and trembling.

The entire room fell silent.

The Kunxu Sect members, who had been shouting for battle just moments before, were now completely silenced by this aura that resembled the might of heaven, not daring to utter a single breath.

Just then, a deep and helpless sigh suddenly came from the nine towering immortal peaks deepest within the Kunxu Sect.

"Fellow Daoist, since you have already reached such a realm, why bother with such banditry? Do you truly believe that Kunxu has no one to rely on?"

Before the words were finished, a ripple appeared in the void.

A middle-aged man dressed in a purple-gold Taoist robe and wearing a jade crown appeared out of thin air a thousand feet in front of Chen Fan.

The man had a dignified face, with a faint golden vertical line between his brows. Standing there, he seemed to represent the will of this world.

With his appearance, Chen Fan's overwhelming pressure was somewhat dissolved, giving the Kunxu Sect members around him a chance to catch their breath.

"Greetings, Sect Master!"

The Mahayana stage elders and others breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed in respect.

The person who arrived was none other than Dao Wuyai, the current sect leader of the Kunxu Sect and the nominal supreme authority of the Cultivation Alliance!

Dao Wuyai stared intently at Chen Fan, his eyes burning with both intense anger and deep apprehension. As a peerless expert in the late stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, just one step away from the Great Perfection Realm, he could clearly sense just how terrifying the power within this seemingly young man in blue robes was.

If they really fought recklessly, even if he used all his trump cards and even used the sect's protective immortal artifact, the best outcome would be to take the opponent down with him.

The price will be the entire Kunxu Starfield turning into a wasteland!

"It's just that one of your bones was broken, why are you making such a fuss?"

Chen Fan looked at Dao Wuyai, his tone still as infuriatingly calm as ever, "What, you want to fight us?"

"you!"

Dao Wuya was speechless with anger, veins throbbing on his forehead. They'd demolished the foundation of someone's protective array, and they were saying it was nothing? This was a blatant slap in the face!

"Sect Master, please calm down! Sect Master, please calm down!"

Just as tensions were about to escalate and a conflict was imminent, a figure scrambled and crawled from the distant sky patrol warship, desperately standing between the two.

It was Qingmingzi whose back was soaked with cold sweat.

"Qingming? Why are you with this person?" Dao Wuyai frowned and asked sharply.

"Sect Master, please understand!" Qing Mingzi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and transmitted his voice rapidly, "This Senior Chen Fan was someone I encountered at the edge of the star field. He... he came to our sect to borrow the Mirror of Reincarnation!"

"Borrow the Mirror of Reincarnation?"

Upon hearing this, Dao Wuyai nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He pointed at the broken rib of the Kunpeng below and roared telepathically, "You call this borrowing? He destroyed the very core of my sect's protective formation right from the start! Is this how you borrow something? This is coming to challenge us!"

Qing Mingzi, his face contorted with worry, looked on the verge of tears: "Sect Master, I have no idea why he suddenly attacked! But this man is a genuine peak Tribulation Transcending cultivator. If we were to fight here, our Kunxu Sect's million-year-old foundation would be destroyed in an instant! Sect Master, please reconsider!"

Dao Wuyai took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently a few times.

As the head of a sect, he naturally knew that Qingmingzi was right. In the world of cultivation, might makes right. A peak Tribulation Transcending cultivator with no ties whatsoever is equivalent to a Celestial Tribulation Lightning that could explode at any moment; who would dare to provoke them lightly?

The other party is clearly unreasonable. If he takes a hard line, the Kunxu Sect will surely be stained with blood.

Dao Wuyai forcibly suppressed the raging anger in his heart, his expression changing several times before finally forcing out an extremely ugly smile.

"Fellow Daoist Chen..." Dao Wuyai gritted his teeth, practically squeezing out the words, "Your way of paying respects is truly...unique. Since you've come for the Mirror of Reincarnation, then you are a guest. Standing outside only makes you a laughingstock; why not come into my Kunxu Hall for a chat?"

The elders and disciples around them stared wide-eyed at these words, unable to believe their ears.

The sect's foundation has been demolished, yet the sect leader still wants to invite them in for tea.

But when Dao Wuyai gave them a cold, sharp look, everyone immediately fell silent and lowered their heads.