Behold the Ancient Qiankun Formation

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

A violent whooshing sound echoed, and a majestic old man in gray robes appeared above Demonic Sound Mountain, accompanied by two Spirit General from the Yuan Sect.

"The Golden Ghost Owl's aura is gone..."

Looking down at the almost completely ruined Demonic Sound Mountain, the three members of the Yuan Sect's faces turned grim. It seemed that Demonic Sound Mountain had already been breached.

"Demonic Sound Mountain is an outer force of our Yuan Sect. How dare you attack Demonic Sound Mountain? Are you courting death? Hmm, no, three of you at the Ninth Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage?"

The gray-robed old man named Jiang Ran suddenly raised his head and stared intently at Lin Dong and the other two, his aged face full of ferocity.

"A Life Mysterious Stage, Great Achievement expert and two Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage, it seems we've made quite a haul this time. Let's call Little Marten out to clear the area."

On the other side, Lin Dong and the others nodded in satisfaction.

"Tell me, where did the Golden Ghost Owl go? Also, quickly hand over the Earth Core Gestating Divine Saliva, and then obediently surrender."

Jiang Ran's sharp gaze swept across the world.

Could three experts at the Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage really destroy Demonic Sound Mountain, which was guarded by experts at the Life Mysterious Stage? Jiang Ran simply couldn't believe it. Even he himself was helpless against that Owl Sound Array for the time being; the enemy must have other powerful figures lurking nearby.

"Please wait a moment, Elder. My second brother will be here shortly."

Lin Dong politely cupped his hands in greeting to the gray-robed elder.

"What? Your second brother is also Life Mysterious Stage expert? Is he at the Life Mysterious Stage, Minor Achievement or Life Mysterious Stage, Great Achievement? Even if he is at the Life Mysterious Stage, Great Perfection, my Yuan Sect will kill him without hesitation."

Jiang Ran, standing with his hands behind his back, gave a cold smile, his expression indifferent.

Even if a powerful expert at the Life Mysterious Stage, Great Perfection descends, he can still fight them with the high-level martial arts of the Yuan Sect, and then summon powerful experts from within the sect to descend. Even if things don't go well, he can still retreat with ease.

"Have you ever killed a Death Mysterious Stage expert?"

As the flippant voice faded, a handsome, almost demonic young man appeared out of nowhere, leaning lazily against a large tree.

"A Death Mysterious Stage, Minor Achievement expert?!"

A sudden, startled cry rang out from the arena, filled with intense terror. Even a powerful expert like Yuan Sect, a top-tier expert in the Death Mysterious Stage, was an exceptionally revered being.

"Your Excellency, I am an elder of the Deva Division the Eight Divisions of Yuan Gate."

Jiang Ran's face showed extreme fear, and her voice was somewhat dry.

He was a powerful expert at the Life Mysterious Stage, Great Achievement. For him to appear on the field so strangely and leave the opponent with no reaction was something even Life Mysterious Stage, Great Perfection expert couldn't do. The opponent must be an old monster who had transcended the Life Mysterious Stage.

At the same time, Jiang Ran couldn't help but curse Golden Ghost Owl in his heart. How could that idiot provoke such a powerful old monster in the Death Mysterious Stage who wields the Power of Death?

"An elder of the Deva Division? Heh heh, it seems we've really caught a big fish this time. If we kill you, the Yuan Sect will probably feel the pain for quite a while."

The handsome man flashed and instantly appeared beside Lin Dong.

Of the Eight Divisions of Yuan Gate, the Deva Division and the Dragon Division are the most respected, just as the Heaven Hall was the most respected among the four halls of the Dao Sect.

"Damn it, this person seems to harbor a deep grudge against my Yuan Sect. Could he be a remnant of one of the sects whose mountain gates were breached by my Yuan Sect in the past?"

Jiang Ran's expression changed upon hearing this.

As the dominant force in the Eastern Xuan Region, the Yuan Sect acts with an exceptionally domineering style. It often launches attacks on sects that disrespect it without a second thought, seizing their resources to enrich itself. As a result, it has accumulated a considerable number of remnants of the anti-Yuan faction.

When the Yuan Sect is at its peak, it can suppress all those who resist; but if the Yuan Sect declines, it will surely face an extremely severe backlash.

"You should think this through carefully. I am Primordial Sect Elder, and the two people beside me are the Eight Divisions of Yuan Gate Spirit General of the Yuan Sect. They are all of noble status and have left their Nascent Soul Life Tablet in the sect."

"If the three of us perish, the Supreme Sect Master will surely discover it and pursue us by following our aura. At that time, the Three Great Sect Masters of Yuan Gate will attack simultaneously. Do you wish to face the wrath of three Samsara Stage experts?"

"There's no escaping us, so why don't you just let us leave?"

Jiang Ran stared intently at the Little Marten, her body tense, not daring to look away for a moment.

Now he can only hope that Little Marten will hesitate to act rashly, after all, not everyone has the courage to face the relentless pursuit of three experts at the Samsara Stage at the same time.

Xia Yan and Shen Yun, the two Spirit General unbearable, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Who would have thought that what was supposed to be an easy task would turn into facing a powerful old monster at the Death Mysterious Stage? They had just barely made it through the trials and tribulations and certainly didn't want to die!

"The Nascent Soul Life Tablet? This thing is indeed a bit troublesome. Even if I summon my main body on the spot after killing the three of them and take you away from this place through Space Teleportation, there is still a possibility that those three old dogs from the Yuan Sect will catch up with me."

"After all, Samsara Stage expert can even attack from tens of thousands of miles away. However, if I burn my Ancestral Mark runes and risk it all, I should be able to succeed, but the price will be too high."

The Little Marten's expression gradually darkened.

These three rats from the Yuan Sect are so disgusting that they're hard to crush, yet you can't bear to leave them alive.

"What do you think of my suggestion? I will not ask what grudges you have against my Yuan Sect. Let's go our separate ways." Jiang Ran, who had been observing the situation, was delighted and immediately made a solemn promise.

"Hmm, this is Father..."

Holding the Heavenly Phoenix Zither, Ying Huanhuan's clear eyes flickered, and she quietly discovered that the terrifying power hidden within the Heavenly Phoenix Zither suddenly began to tremble.

"Nascent Soul Life Tablet? Is this what you rely on?"

Before Ying Huanhuan a move, Lin Dong suddenly stepped forward, and with a gentle wave of his sleeve, thousands of points of light emerged from his dantian.

"The Ancient Qiankun Formation!"

Subtly, rays of light spread out, intersecting and outlining patterns that resembled the veins of heaven and earth.

Amidst the frenzied interweaving of countless rays of light, a vast and incredibly complex array of light formed in mid-air, enveloping the entire world in an ancient and obscure way.

As soon as the array of light took shape, it completely concealed the aura of this area from the world, as if a piece of a perfect puzzle had been forcibly removed, leaving no trace.

"Look, isn't the problem with the Nascent Soul Life Tablet solved now?"

Lin Dong, whose feet were treading on countless mysterious patterns, smiled leisurely.

"What?! Could it be?!"

Upon seeing this, Jiang Ran's expression changed. He immediately tried to send Primordial Spirit Transmission, but the golden light, as soon as it left his body, spun around wildly in place like a headless fly.

"Impossible, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!!"

Xia Yan and Shen Yun, unwilling to give up, frantically sent Primordial Spirit Transmission, but the result was the same: the color drained from their faces little by little, and they turned deathly pale in an instant.

Their greatest asset is gone!

"What the hell is this thing?!"

Xia Yan, whose mindset had become unbalanced, seemed to have gone mad and couldn't help but roar loudly.

"Have you heard of the Ancient Qiankun Formation?"

The handsome young man, standing with his hands behind his back, smiled slightly.

"Buzz!"

The Heavenly Phoenix Zither in Ying Huanhuan's arms trembled slightly, then strangely calmed down.