While they prepared for the great battle, I had not been idle either. I took out a spatial treasure copied from the Gathering Immortals Basin and held it in my hand.
This thing was a miniature Gathering Immortals Basin I had obtained from Han Shanshan. However, thanks to Han Shanshan's peculiar hobbies, it no longer looked like a Gathering Immortals Basin. Instead, it had become a square existence resembling a Rubik's Cube. Its color was pure black iron, giving it a strong sense of space. Once activated, the eighty-one grids on its surface would separate, forming an entrance.
I carefully pulled Zhang Zhenyun out of my soul cloak and tossed him into the spatial cube. Then, after forming a sword sign with my fingers, I quickly sent a wisp of consciousness in after him.
My illusory form appeared inside the spatial cube. Seeing that the surroundings were utterly empty, with only Zhang Zhenyun searching frantically for an exit, I immediately sneered. "What? Could it be that Celestial Venerable Zhang wants to use this ethereal body to escape from my domain? Or have you underestimated me too much? Do you think I can't keep you imprisoned?"
Those words struck Zhang Zhenyun's ears like a cudgel to the head, instantly bringing him back to his senses.
Although he had been severely wounded after I used soul-searching techniques to investigate the Dao Alliance's various secrets and military deployments, his ethereal body had already been cultivated to an astonishing degree of strength, so it had naturally recovered quite well.
"Leader Xia, what exactly are you trying to do?" Zhang Zhenyun's face was filled with boundless gloom. He glanced around before finally looking at the ground. A deep layer of energy liquid covered it—pure Ninth Heaven immortal energy, completely uncontaminated by any corruption. That was