Yet before one wave had settled, another rose. Just when everyone thought the Immortal Realm could enjoy a period of peace, its Teleportation Array suddenly malfunctioned. Everyone who tried to use it was hurled back by a strange force and injured to varying degrees. The sect master urgently gathered everyone to discuss the matter. After carefully studying it, the Mysterious Old Man's expression turned grim. "Someone is secretly sabotaging the Teleportation Array's core runes. Their methods are highly sophisticated, and a stronger force may be plotting behind them." Everyone's hearts tightened at his words. To repair the Teleportation Array, the youngest disciple volunteered to lead several disciples into its core area. But upon arriving, they were ambushed by a group of mysterious assassins. The assassins were swift and their techniques bizarre, and a fierce battle erupted. During the fight, the youngest disciple realized that the assassins seemed to be deliberately stalling for time. Suddenly, the Teleportation Array's core shook violently, and an even more powerful evil force began to spread. The crisis in the Immortal Realm escalated once more. Could they stop this conspiracy in time and protect the Immortal Realm's Teleportation Array? Everything remained unknown.
Realizing the urgency of the situation, the youngest disciple shouted, "Forget the assassins for now—protect the Teleportation Array's core!" Everyone immediately changed tactics, fending off the assassins while drawing closer to the core. At that moment, the core suddenly erupted with streaks of black lightning, forcing everyone back. Seeing this, the mysterious assassins intensified their assault, trying to keep everyone outside completely. The youngest disciple was frantic. He knew that if they did not stop the evil force soon, the Immortal Realm's Teleportation Array would be destroyed beyond repair. He focused his mind, and his divine sword blazed brilliantly as he forcibly broke through