Ancestor Bing Lan

Sima Changqin revealed a slight look of surprise at this.

His Heavenly Wind Finger was one of his proudest ultimate techniques, containing the true intent of the Great Dao, yet this time it had failed to kill even a single Void Return cultivator.

Just as he was preparing to unleash an even more powerful killing move and slay Wulu here, his expression abruptly shifted slightly, and he turned to look at Yan Jue.

A sudden change had occurred around Yan Jue. Countless balls of cyan light emerged from the void, gathering into a cyan vortex that swiftly entered his body.

With a muffled exhalation, Yan Jue's eyes suddenly flew open, shooting out two piercing rays of light. Bracing himself with both arms, he rose from the ground.

"Yan Jue?" Sima Changqin called out tentatively.

"It's you? You actually came here. That is rather fortunate." Yan Jue moved his limbs as if familiarizing himself with the body, then glanced at Sima Changqin and spoke in a low voice.

"You're the Realm Observer!" Sima Changqin froze briefly before speaking with certainty.

"Sharp eyes. Unfortunately, your skills are a little lacking—you could not beat those two outside." The Realm Observer shook his head slightly, seemingly somewhat disdainful of Sima Changqin's strength.

"You just self-destructed and died. Why have you possessed Yan Jue's body?" Sima Changqin asked with a frown, his heart filled with confusion.

"You are not the master of the Three Realms Immortal Ship, so I have no need to explain much to you."

The Realm Observer glanced at the two empty shelves and said indifferently, "This is not a place you should have come to either. Leave. I can overlook the treasures you took; consider them your fortunate opportunity."

Hearing this, Sima Changqin sneered. "Heh, you could not vent your anger