Solving the Case

The clash between two True Lords was like a beacon in the dead of night.

The raging waves of their vast seas of qi seemed ready to raze the entire Gongsun residence to the ground.

If not for the suppression of the Heavenly Mechanism Grand Formation, the two of them might already have fought from the ground into the heavens.

Standing at the cabin door of the spirit vessel and gripping the latch from afar, Zhong Han burst into laughter. He had waited in such torment, and at last he saw Uncle Wu display his might.

He yanked down the iron helmet atop his head and cried aloud, "Deploy the puppet-armored soldiers, activate the Nascent Soul-level suppression formation, and notify the Law Enforcement Hall. Brothers, I ask you to cover me!"

Buzz, buzz.

Eighteen Golden Core puppets descended.

They crashed down and rooted themselves in the earth.

The formation blanketing the Gongsun residence collapsed without a fight.

The spirit vessel circling overhead unleashed astonishing fire-control divine sense.

The grand formation spread out the instant the puppets touched down.

It compressed the fluctuations and residual force of Nascent Soul cultivators' mana, as well as their projected divine sense, suppressing the mana within cultivators' bodies.

Zhong Han leaped down from above.

His iron boots struck the ground.

The sound was deafening.

Zhong Han laughed and rubbed his hands together as he strode into the residence.

The armored cultivators, each attending to their own duties, answered with smiles as well.

Then five iron-armored cultivators appeared beside Zhong Han. This was the proper configuration of Zhong Han's Law Enforcement Hall unit: six men to a squad, with Zhong Han as its leader.

This time, he was brimming with confidence.

Zhong Han could not help laughing. He even sighed that heaven's timing and earth's advantage