"East Sea Thousand Mechanisms Token—Rise!"
With a flick of her wrist, Mu Yingluo tossed the folding fan in her hand into the air, her hands rapidly forming seals.
As her voice rang out, a sandalwood-colored wooden plaque at her waist transformed into light and flew out.
One side of the wooden plaque bore the words "East Sea," while the other read "Thousand Mechanisms." The moment it appeared, it swelled against the wind, becoming an enormous shield that blocked Mu Yingluo from view.
A faint radiance flowed across the plaque, making it appear rather ordinary.
Yet when the Long-faced Elder's heaven-shaking sword light struck, its vast expanse of radiance vanished in an instant upon hitting the plaque, while the flying sword itself froze in midair.
"Hm? What Magical Treasure is this? It can actually restrain flying sword attacks?"
The Long-faced Elder's pupils contracted, surprise flashing in his eyes. Then, a sharp gleam burst from his clouded gaze as he fixed his eyes on the wooden plaque Magical Treasure in the sky.
But before the Long-faced Elder could make another move, a fragrant breeze wafted through the air, and another figure rushed out from the crowd behind them.
"Tsk, tsk. The methods of cultivators from the East Sea Archipelago truly are impressive. But this is Muyun Prefecture. It is not a place for you East Sea cultivators to run wild and throw your weight around!"
A charming voice rang out. Madam Jiuchuan, once a cultivator of the Demon Shadow Palace, chose this moment to act as well.
With the Demon Shadow Palace's Venerable Lord slain and Lin Wuyou having turned against them before reclaiming control of the Demon Shadow Palace, there was no longer any place for her there.
At this moment, joining the Sacred Spirit Cult was undoubtedly her best choice.