On the eastern side of the island, formation method talismanic script flickered in the sky, and power surged.
At that moment, the formation's power gathered downward from above like a whirlpool, finally settling on a man hovering three inches above the ground.
His clothes stirred without wind, floating slightly.
Immortal qi seemed to wreathe his entire body.
Though his clothes were somewhat damaged, it did nothing to diminish his bearing, especially with a dozen or so utterly bedraggled people standing before him. Immortal qi wreathed them as well.
But their auras were already unsteady.
Jiang Man looked at the dozen people, inwardly astonished.
All of them knew the Immortal Origin Art, and their strength could not be underestimated.
If he had not seized control of the formation here midway through the fight, he would truly have needed to retreat before their edge.
Besides that, he had discovered something else.
The land here possessed the force of the earth and was who knew how many times harder than the land outside.
The island's surface looked no different from anywhere else, but even immortals would struggle to shatter its inner core.
Otherwise, the island would have collapsed long ago during their fight.
Only then did Jiang Man understand why some people had to be restricted to the Immortal Gate's territory.
There was probably force of the earth within it, enough to accommodate their battles.
At least the damage would not be too outrageous.
Meanwhile, Daoist Lu's scalp tingled as he watched this scene.
He truly had not expected Jiang Man to fight the Immortal Gate like this.
He had thought it would only be a simple exchange of blows. Who could have imagined he would beat up everyone in Logistics?
He had even seized control of the formation.
This went far beyond