Each Seeking Their Own Fortunes, a World of Restrictions

"Hmm?"

That group clad in black-and-white Daoist robes was none other than the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators of the Black and White Monastery.

When they saw the Vast Immortal Palace and sensed its incomparably powerful might,

the Black and White Monastery's Nascent Soul Realm cultivators were also awestruck at once.

However, Mo Tu Shan, who led them, quickly came to his senses. Rather than continue staring at the immortal palace, he swiftly surveyed the surroundings.

He had not forgotten that he had chased the Silver Flying Boat all the way in. Where was it now?

The space within the Guixu Secret Realm was exceedingly stagnant, and the might of the Vast Immortal Palace ahead suppressed everything.

Even the divine senses of Nascent Soul Great Powers were severely restricted.

Fortunately, Spirit Jade Plaza was incomparably spacious. With a single sweep of his gaze, Mo Tu Shan immediately spotted Lu Qing.

Yet when he saw that the vast plaza contained only one person, Mo Tu Shan froze instinctively, then his eyes widened slightly.

So the one who had toyed with all of them earlier had actually been just one man?

Mo Tu Shan found it difficult to believe.

After all, whichever faction dared enter the Guixu Secret Realm to seize opportunities would send out all its elites and bring numerous powerful cultivators along.

Yet there had been only one person aboard that Silver Flying Boat?

And he was merely an ant of Nascent Soul Five Tribulations!

Or was this boy merely bait, with others lurking in the shadows and waiting for their chance?

Countless thoughts flashed through Mo Tu Shan's mind.

Yet his response was not slow in the slightest. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a Black Bone Claw that shot toward the boy ahead, intending to seize him.