Liu Changxu's brows knitted sharply upon hearing his son's report, his voice full of shock and doubt:
"Where did this White Feather Race come from?"
Liu Fuba said urgently:
"Father, I don't know much about them either, but the urgent report from the Heavenly Lake Sacred Land says at least eight White Feather Race experts in the Mahayana Realm are besieging it. The Mountain-Guarding Grand Formation is already teetering on the brink of collapse. I fear it won't hold much longer!"
"I'll go at once!"
Liu Changxu instantly grasped the peril facing the Heavenly Lake Sacred Land. Before his words had faded, he turned into a brilliant streak of light and shot out of the Grand Hall. In scarcely an instant, he appeared on Golden Ring Island's teleportation Formation Platform, magic power surging at his fingertips as he prepared to activate the teleportation.
Yet at that very moment, the spiritual light flickering on the Teleportation Platform abruptly dimmed. The Formation Platform fell still as a dead fish, and the teleportation was forcibly cut off.
Liu Changxu's expression instantly turned as cold as ice. There was no need to ponder it: disaster must have struck the Heavenly Lake Sacred Land, or its Teleportation Formation would never have failed so abruptly.
Without pausing to think further, he flashed toward the Teleportation Formation leading to Nine Splendors Mountain. As violent spatial fluctuations rippled across the Formation Platform, his figure vanished.
However, the instant his feet touched Nine Splendors Mountain's Teleportation Platform, he sensed terrifying energy fluctuations reverberating through heaven and earth, mingled with cultivators' furious roars and the thunder of clashing Spirit Treasures.
"Nine Splendors Mountain is under attack too!"
Liu Changxu's heart sank. Magic power erupted around him, and the Ruyi Golden Armor instantly sheathed his body. He immediately turned into a