The Sword Light trembled, yet no astonishing sword energy erupted, nor did the slightest ripple of power spread forth.
Instead, the willow-leaf flying dagger suddenly dimmed.
Like a piece of ordinary iron, it fell straight from midair.
As for the Sword Light before the gate, after flashing once, it returned to stillness.
The humanoid puppet a hundred zhang away remained completely unaffected from beginning to end.
"Hmm?"
Iron-Crowned Daoist frowned slightly.
The hand seal in his hands changed again.
The humanoid puppet took several dozen more zhang forward, but even when it was less than ten zhang from the Sword Light before the gate, the Sword Light showed no further reaction.
"It seems... this Sword Light has most likely suffered severe power loss over the long years!"
Iron-Crowned Daoist muttered quietly.
A clear flicker of temptation flashed deep in his eyes.
Xu Zhenyue's words earlier had indeed made him wary.
But judging from these two probes, while the Sword Light before him was formidable, it might not truly be able to harm an existence at the Tribulation Crossing stage.
More importantly—
The spatial passage before them was trembling ever more violently.
Once the passage vanished, if they missed today, no one knew when the entrance to the immortal mansion would open again.
The thought flashed through his mind.
True Yuan surged in Iron-Crowned Daoist's palm.
The Black-Iron Dao Crown above his head immediately soared into the air.
As it expanded against the wind, it became a black lotus platform over a zhang wide, firmly protecting him within.
At the same time.
Three shields of different shapes appeared before him.
The shields interwove with one another, exuding an astonishing defensive aura.
"Fortune and wealth are sought amid danger! If you fellow Daoists are willing to wait, then continue waiting here!"
"This