Fu Zhongan's icy voice rang throughout the secret realm. Every eighth-order cultivator's expression shifted slightly. They dared not voice their anger, or even let it show in their eyes.
Opening a mystic treasure meant removing its concealment, exposing everything stored inside.
This was a body search, leaving everything they carried with nowhere to hide. Of course, Creation Realm cultivators in the Void Return Realm had an Origin Point Space within their bodies where they could store things.
But Fu Zhongan's order to open their mystic treasures made his meaning perfectly clear. If they hid anything in their Origin Point Spaces now and were discovered, they would be killed on the spot. There would be no exceptions.
After saying this, Fu Zhongan turned and returned to the warship. Two figures appeared in the sky: another ninth-order expert from the Liang Clan and an eighth-order peak cultivator.
Naturally, Fu Zhongan would not oversee a body search himself. Other members of his clan could handle it.
"Come here, all of you. You know what to do. Don't invite humiliation." Ninth-order pressure radiated from Fu Mingtao as he swept an indifferent gaze over the eighth-order cultivators present.
"If we find anything amiss, not only will you die, but a whole swath of your race will die with you!" Fu XianBing said sinisterly.
Since they had come to this secret realm, everything inside belonged to their two ninth-order races. These eighth-order cultivators could take away only what they deemed beneath their notice.
It was tyranny taken to its extreme, yet none of the eighth-order cultivators present had any room to resist.
Chen Fei rose into the air. He had thrown most of his top-grade spirit crystals and anything even slightly valuable into a storage pouch, then placed it inside another Space Grid.
The storage pouch