Outside the base, above the clear sky.

The four sword lights suddenly stopped, revealing four figures: three men and one woman.

They were dressed in matching purple Taoist robes, riding on shimmering flying swords, each exuding an extraordinary aura.

The young man at the head of the group had a handsome face, but his brows carried an inescapable arrogance; he was the senior member of this squad.

He looked down at the steel fortress enveloped in a spiritual oasis, feeling the concentration of spiritual energy so high it was almost liquefied, and his breathing quickened.

"Such a rich spiritual energy!"

"Senior brother, the spiritual energy concentration here is more than ten times stronger than the cultivation rooms outside our sect!"

A shifty-eyed disciple's face was full of greed.

"What right does a mere mortal's fortress have to occupy such a blessed land?"

The only woman in the group was reasonably good-looking, but she had a mean-spirited expression and was currently pouting with disdain.

"Look at that formation! It's actually locking all the spiritual energy inside—what a waste!"

As the eldest disciple listened to his junior brothers and sisters' discussions, his greed grew even stronger.

He cleared his throat, and the spiritual power of the Foundation Establishment stage within his body surged and flowed into his throat.

The next moment, a sound like rolling thunder crashed down on the Gobi base below!

"This is the lost courtyard of my Purple Cloud Sect!"

"You mortals, quickly activate the formation and kneel to welcome the Immortal Master!"

His voice contained a powerful spiritual force, enough to make ordinary Shackled Realm experts lose their composure and kneel in submission.

He imagined that these "natives" kept in the fortress would be so frightened by his divine voice that they would rush out to greet him.

However, the scene he envisioned did not occur.

The wave of jubilation from the collective breakthrough had just subsided in the central square of the base.

Thousands of soldiers are feeling the surge of power within them, each one in a state of exhilaration at the peak of their lives.

As the celestial music rang out, everyone instinctively looked up.

At first, I was taken aback.

Then came an eerie silence.

Finally, someone couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

"Who's that guy? Is he filming a movie while suspended by wires?"

A member of the Judgment Squad who had just broken through to the Shackles Realm pointed at the several figures with flowing robes in the sky and laughed so hard he almost fell over.

"A separate courtyard, a celestial master—why doesn't he just say he's the Jade Emperor descended to earth?"

"Are scammers this shameless these days? They're even doing cosplay now."

The soldiers talked amongst themselves, showing absolutely no respect.

Their expressions as they looked at the four people in the sky were like those of someone looking at a monkey that had just learned to stand up in a zoo—a mixture of curiosity and pity.

Are you kidding me?

Having witnessed the boss's groundbreaking methods and the miraculous power of the Shennong Cauldron in refining all things, I find these guys on glowing platforms in the sky utterly ridiculous.

Are these the so-called ancient immortals?

That's it?

The smug smile on the senior brother's face froze in the sky.

His divine sense, being at the Foundation Establishment stage, was incredibly sharp. Although he couldn't hear the specific discussions, he could clearly perceive the mocking and sarcastic reactions below!

These ants, instead of being afraid, were actually laughing at him!

"This is outrageous!"

His face instantly turned a deep purplish-red, and a surge of anger, stemming from being offended, shot straight to the top of his head.

Just as he was preparing to teach this group of arrogant mortals a lesson...

A clear, cool female voice, amplified by the loudspeaker, reached the ears of each of them.

"This is private property."

"Trespassers shall die."

"You have three seconds to leave."

Lin Wan stood in front of the command platform, holding a communicator in her hand, her face as cold as ice.

She didn't even bother to look up at the "immortals" in the sky.

For her, dealing with this harassment was simply a waste of her boss's precious time.

"three."

"two……"

Lin Wan's countdown was like a resounding slap across the faces of the four members of the Purple Cloud Sect.

The female disciple was the first to lose her temper and let out a sharp scream.

"presumptuous!"

"How dare a mere mortal threaten us immortal masters!"

"Senior brother, stop wasting time talking to them. Let me break this tortoise shell and cut off the tongues of all these ants!"

Overwhelmed by the shame and anger of being provoked by ants, she took it upon herself to pull out a talisman from her sleeve before her senior brother could speak.

The talisman spontaneously combusted without fire, transforming into a crimson fireball the size of a human head!

"go!"

The female disciple made a hand seal, and the fireball, carrying a scorching shockwave, hurtled towards the base's shield like a small meteorite!

In the square, everyone looked up, watching with great interest.

Even the high-energy weapons in the defensive positions were not activated.

next second.

Under the confident gaze of the four members of the Ziyun Sect.

The massive fireball crashed into the invisible energy shield above the base.

thump.

A dull thud, like something falling onto a cotton bale, rang out.

then……

It's gone.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no scene of bursts of fire.

The fireball was like a drop of water merging into the ocean, creating a barely perceptible ripple on the shield before vanishing into thin air.

Not even a wisp of black smoke came out.

The entire sky was deathly silent.

The expressions on the faces of the four members of the Purple Cloud Sect were absolutely priceless.

The female disciple's mouth was agape for a long time.

This is her mid-grade magic weapon, the "Blazing Sun Talisman," which can flatten even a small mountain!

How could this be...?

Just as they were questioning their existence, Lin Wan's cool, slightly mocking voice rang out again.

"Is this the work of an immortal?"

"Not even as good as fireworks."

"Tsk, what a disappointment."

These words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Aaaaah! I'm going to kill you all!"

The female disciple completely lost her composure, acting as if she had gone mad, and was about to unleash her natal flying sword.

"That's enough!"

The eldest brother, who was in the lead, finally realized what was happening. He sternly stopped his junior sister, his face so dark it was almost dripping with water.

He knew he had bitten off more than he could chew this time.

The defensive formation of the fortress below was far more terrifying than he had imagined!

But now that things have come to this, they absolutely cannot lose face here!

He was preparing to join forces with the other three to unleash a combined sword formation and forcefully break through the formation.

In the center of the square.

Su Bai had already sat down in a chair at some point, holding a steaming cup of tea in his hand.

Those tea leaves were the newly sprouted, colorful tender leaves from the Wudao Ancient Tea Tree.

He took a small sip without even lifting his eyelids.

A black figure appeared beside him like a ghost, kneeling on one knee.

It's a ghost.

"Boss."

His voice was hoarse, yet it carried a chilling killing intent.

"The flies are too noisy."

"I'll handle it."

Su Bai put down his teacup, making a soft, crisp sound.

"Go."

His voice was flat.

"Leave one alive to deliver the message."

"yes!"

Upon receiving the command, the ghost silently sank into the shadows of the ground and vanished completely.

above the sky.

The senior disciple had already drawn his flying sword, which shone brightly with spiritual light, and a sharp sword intent soared into the sky.

"Form the Four Symbols Sword Formation!"

He shouted sternly.

The other three also reacted immediately, each taking a position and preparing to unleash the sect's strongest combined attack technique.

The female disciple still stared down with a face full of resentment, her divine sense locked on the direction of the command center, seemingly searching for Lin Wan's location.

Sudden.

An extreme chill shot up from her tailbone straight to the back of her head without warning!

It was a kind of terror that came from the depths of one's soul, as if one had been targeted by a natural enemy!

Her consciousness was screaming a warning, and the hairs on her body stood on end instantly!

Danger!

Deadly danger!

Without a second thought, she was about to activate her flying sword to dodge.

But it was all too late.

A voice, indistinguishable as male or female, seemingly emanating from the deepest depths of hell, gently whispered in her ear.

"Let's start with you."

The female disciple's blood almost froze at that moment.

She turned around abruptly!

There was no one behind me!

But the ever-present aura of death grew even stronger!

She didn't have time to make a further reaction.

A cold hand had silently landed on her shoulder.

Then she saw a pair of indifferent eyes devoid of any emotion.

The ghost's figure had appeared behind her without her noticing.

He stood there quietly on her high-speed flying sword, his figure as steady as Mount Tai, as if he had always been there.

fast!

too fast!

Even her divine sense, which was almost at the Foundation Establishment stage, could not detect any trace of the other party!

What... what kind of monster is this?!

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