"Enemy attack! Form up!"
The Golden Core cultivators guarding the Dragon Scale reacted swiftly. At a fierce shout from their purple-robed leader, more than a dozen Treasures of various shapes soared into the sky.
Seeing this sudden turn of events, Mo Chen let out a breath.
"Fuck, good thing I took an extra precaution."
Mo Chen then looked up. As the clouds rapidly gathered, they actually...
Turned into a sheep's hoof.
Wait, what? Why a sheep's hoof?
Isn't that a bit ridiculous?
Ridiculous or not, Mo Chen did not dare underestimate this sheep's hoof.
Its sheer power was enough to suffocate him with a single glance.
It felt much like that dying old man he had encountered underground in Maozhou. Both should have possessed the power of the Nascent Soul Realm.
Once such a being attacked, one could not even muster the courage to fight back.
Staying put under these circumstances would be downright asking to get shat on.
But just as Mo Chen was about to turn and run, he suddenly discovered that his entire body had been locked down by an Immobility Technique.
Only his thoughts and awareness could move. When a Nascent Soul attacked, his body could not even blink.
That's utterly insane.
Mo Chen also noticed that even the Foundation Establishment Realm stewards had been immobilized where they stood, likewise unable to dodge.
The only ones faring slightly better were the late-stage cultivators among the Golden Cores.
The Dragon Scale Guards, who had not acted before, now held nothing back. Each immediately brought out a Rare Treasure bestowed by the Immortal Alliance to meet the enemy.
Amid dazzling treasure light, Spiritual Pressure surged, instantly forming a streak of seven-colored radiance that rose to meet the sheep's hoof descending from the sky.
Thud!
An extraordinarily deep boom