"Who?"
Just as Zhang Fan was about to turn and leave, his entire body suddenly stiffened. He looked toward a certain direction, his voice low.
A fluctuation of spiritual energy!
It had to be a fluctuation of spiritual energy.
There was actually a cultivator here?
But according to the previous investigation, that should have been impossible.
"A cultivator? You actually noticed my spiritual energy fluctuation?"
Tang Dongyang emerged from a corner and sized the other man up.
He wore the robes of an inner sect disciple and looked like an extra.
Though he was somewhat unfamiliar.
Having spent so long in the inner sect, even though he spent most of his time cultivating, he had seen more or less everyone there.
The aura around this man did not seem like that of an ordinary person.
"I never expected this world to truly have cultivators. Looks like you people deceived me."
Seeing Tang Dongyang, Zhang Fan's heart tightened.
Would this world really have only one Foundation Establishment cultivator?
He did not believe it.
And could everything that had happened before have been deliberately staged by them?
All so that he would send the information back to his original sect, allowing them to wait for him like a hare by a tree stump.
The more Zhang Fan thought about it, the more certain he became that his guess was correct.
After all, he had only just transmitted the message before being discovered.
Damn it.
Cursing inwardly, Zhang Fan prepared to escape this place first.
This world?
With Tang Dongyang's appearance, Gu Yuan was also present at the scene.
Hearing the frustration and regret in Zhang Fan's words, he seemed to have made a few guesses.
A visitor from another world?
And from a world of cultivation.
Though judging by the situation, he had probably been fooled by the production crew.
Oh, no. The production crew had not fooled him either.
Interesting.
He had encountered the Myriad Heavens Containment Center in Cangyuan World, and now he had encountered a cultivator from another world in this world.
His experiences were rather rich.
Gu Yuan subtly used a trace of energy to guide things.
Tang Dongyang immediately felt a sense of danger rise within him and reached out to grab Zhang Fan.
Massive spiritual energy swept forth, and fine cracks appeared in the walls of the narrow passage.
"So you really are here to capture me."
Zhang Fan's heart hardened. His body shifted, and the sword at his waist flew from its sheath.
This was a genuine magical treasure.
They were both Foundation Establishment cultivators. Who lived and who died would depend on their skill.
A magical treasure?
Tang Dongyang's heart trembled. This was his first time fighting a cultivator of the same realm. He had never engaged in actual combat before.
For a moment, he truly found himself unable to cope.
"There really is a gap between cultivators."
Watching the two fight, Gu Yuan sighed inwardly. But in this situation, there was no time for Tang Dongyang to gain more experience.
The urgent priority was to capture this visitor from another world and find out whether he had arrived by accident or with a purpose.
Thinking of the fluctuation he had sensed earlier, Gu Yuan frowned again.
The spiritual energy erupting from the two men was exceptionally fierce, crashing against each other with wild abandon and triggering continuous explosions. The dead trees by the road were blasted apart, while stone walls were reduced to rubble.
Such a huge disturbance naturally drew the attention of others.
Outside the street, the extras who had been chatting were startled awake by the loud explosions. After all, watching excitement was human nature, so they peered through the smoke from afar toward the source of the noise.
The longer they fought, the more cold sweat appeared on Tang Dongyang's forehead.
Although he had practiced attack and defense techniques before, compared with Zhang Fan's experience, he was far too lacking.
I was impulsive!
He had truly been impulsive just now, actually attacking right away.
While thinking of countermeasures, Tang Dongyang struggled to fend him off.
"Holy crap! The production crew actually has a plot here too? Is this an enemy attack on the sect?"
"That's the sect master, right? It must be. I was wondering why the past few days had been so dull. So they were building up to this."
"These special effects, this technology... damn, the movements are so fast. How much money must this have cost?"
"Shh, we're extras. Do you people even know how to act? At a time like this, we should be shouting about an invasion from another sect or something. Be professional, okay?"
"Right! That makes sense!"
"An outside sect is invading! Hurry and notify the elders!"
The extras chatted among themselves before launching into their dedicated performance.
All kinds of shouts rang out without end.
Seeing these spectators watching the show, Tang Dongyang nearly got slapped to death by Zhang Fan.
They were still gathering around?
Could they really watch any kind of spectacle?
At this rate of destruction, everyone nearby would be dead soon enough.
Gritting his teeth, Tang Dongyang used spiritual energy to float above the buildings. Standing on an iron sword, he barely managed to steady himself.
Just hold on a little longer. He knew there were other cultivators here. Once they made their move, things would become much easier for him.
With a shout from Zhang Fan, a golden sword light immediately formed in his hand. It swept toward Tang Dongyang with fierce speed and dominance. Spiritual energy erupted violently, and the two forces intertwined, illuminating the entire alley as though it had burst into flames.
Foundation Establishment!
This was true Foundation Establishment!
Tang Dongyang's expression was grim as he panted heavily, watching Zhang Fan stand in the air while regret continuously rose in his heart.
What had gotten into him that he had attacked directly?
If he survived today, he would definitely make this unknown cultivator pay the price!
Sigh, these people really are troublesome.
Gu Yuan was thick-skinned—oh no, he probably did not even have skin—so he automatically ignored the fact that it was his interference that had prompted the attack.
At this moment, he guided the inner sect elders toward the area.
He was at least an excellent employee. Gu Yuan's final plan was to create a realistic sect, so naturally he could not let Tang Dongyang die here.
Director's room.
"Not bad, not bad. This time, the props team and actors all did very well. Give them bonuses."
The director of Live Room Three watched the screen, his gaze fixed on the livestream as he nodded.
Things had been too quiet lately, and the audience needed some excitement, so they had arranged an invasion by an outside sect.
He had not expected the performance to begin so quickly. Their execution was quite good.
"Thank you for the praise, Director. It's all thanks to your overall coordination."
The props team leader smiled obsequiously beside him, though confusion flashed through his eyes.
He seemed not to have started arranging any work yet. Why had it already begun?
But that doubt vanished in an instant.
A bonus?
That was right, this had been carefully arranged by their props team. Exactly.
At this moment, within the inner sect.
A middle-aged man who had just finished his makeup looked at the two people fighting in the sky, then looked at himself.
He flipped through the script and fell into confusion.
Well, actors these days were really competitive. They would even steal each other's scenes!
"Look, the sect master is battling the invader! Is this a Nascent Soul powerhouse? How terrifying!"
"The invader is powerful too. He can actually fight the sect master evenly."
"Yeah, but I believe in the sect master. The sect master is one of the strongest!"
Sect Master Tang Dongyang, breaking out in cold sweat: "..."
In the outer sect dormitories, the extras who had received instructions from the directing team also began exclaiming. Their performances were as exaggerated as could be.
They perfectly played random passersby.
Their purpose was to let Lin Hao and Shen Yunfei watch, making them believe more fully in the authenticity of this world.
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