Seeing Mu Fusheng's attitude, Nan Congyin extremely ugly. He looked at He Shangke was still trying to attack the Eight Peaks Thunder Prison, gritted his teeth, and took out a sky-blue scroll from his spatial ring.
The Dao Intent flowing from it permeated the entire space!
Upon seeing this, Mu Fusheng frowned.
Huh? This doesn't seem to be a sound transmission device, does it?
Before taking action, Mu Fusheng set up a talismanic barrier to block the entry and exit of information. With Fang Qiong, it could be said that as long as there was any interference, the opponent's information would be absolutely unable to be sent out in a short period of time!
Mu Fusheng had considered other possibilities as well.
For example, External Avatar, or a projection like that of a master.
However, Mu Fusheng currently has no means to stop this situation.
Nan Congyin unfurled the scroll, and the Dao Intent within it soared into the sky!
The spiderweb that surrounded this Demon King Domain also stirred up a sky-blue Dao Intent, echoing the aura emanating from the scroll.
Everyone looked up at the scene, their faces filled with confusion.
At this moment, Nan Congyin knelt on one knee in this shattered void, his voice hoarse despite his severe injuries, "Please, Lord!"
He Shangke had been attacking the Eight Peaks Thunder Prison, stopped his attack at this moment and knelt on one knee, saying, "Please, Palace Master!"
The spider web quickly dispersed at that moment!
Within the azure beam of light emanating from the scroll, the scattered spiderwebs began to weave continuously within the beam, gradually forming a human figure!
Nan Congyin looked down at Mu Fusheng and sneered, "You're the one who set up those information-blocking talisman barriers outside, aren't you? Aren't you underestimating our Supervisory Sacred Hall?"
"Our methods of the Supervisory Sacred Hall are different from those of other forces!"
Seeing this, Mu Fusheng's expression gradually became serious.
Ye Qiubai and the others also suppressed their relaxed smiles.
As the spider web continued to weave and coalesce, a human figure was slowly sculpted.
A mysterious aura began to spread, like the fragrance of a flower in full bloom.
This aura is not aggressive.
Instead, it makes one feel that their injuries and depleted Spiritual Qi are slowly recovering...
This is Immortal Qi.
An immense amount of Immortal Qi!
Watching this scene, Mu Fusheng murmured, "If God Lord Realm cultivator needs to convert most of their Immortal Qi, then there are only two possibilities for Immortal Qi reaching this level of saturation... either it belongs to someone from the Immortal Realm, or it belongs to... God Emperor Realm."
The Supervisory Sacred Hall is hiding itself far too well!
"What brings you to disturb my seclusion? Have you found the Fusheng Diagram?"
As the weaving and carving gradually came to completion, a hunched old man appeared within the azure pillar of light!
This is also a state of being an External Avatar, or a projection.
But even so.
The old man's aura still inspired no resistance.
It was as if the old man, simply by standing there, motionless and silent, was the master of this land!
Even Mu Fusheng felt this way.
God Emperor Realm...
Nan Congyin immediately replied respectfully, " The Fusheng Diagram has been found, but it has been taken by someone else!"
At this point, Nan Congyin repeated his embellished and slanderous remarks to the old man.
The old man nodded after hearing this and said, " The Fusheng Diagram must not fall into the hands of others, otherwise the Mortal Realm will be completely destroyed."
At this point, he looked at Nan Congyin and asked, "Were your injuries inflicted by this young man?"
Nan Congyin embarrassed. Although he lost face, he could only grit his teeth and nod.
Then, the old man looked at Mu Fusheng, extended his withered hand that seemed like rotten wood, and said slowly, "Young man, hand over the Fusheng Diagram. This is for the sake of the Mortal Realm."
"For the sake of the Mortal Realm?" Mu Fusheng frowned slightly and said, "Why should I believe you based on just your words?"
"Moreover, are you truly doing this for the sake of the Mortal Realm?"
Their methods of extortion and plunder, deeply concealed, truly resemble those of a villain.
The old man sighed and shook his head, saying, "This matter cannot be discussed, but if you do not hand it over, then I will have no choice but to lose face by bullying a junior... After all, my time is running out."
At this moment, the Divine Lord Hao Tian cupped his hands and said, "Senior, this is just a junior. With the reputation of the Supervisory Sacred Hall, surely you wouldn't dare to attack a junior?"
But the old man didn't even glance at the Divine Lord Hao Tian.
He then reached out his hand towards Mu Fusheng!
Mu Fusheng's expression changed drastically. The talisman in his hand flashed and transformed into a bolt of lightning, disappearing from the spot!
The Divine Lord Hao Tian, who was about to step in to block the attack for Mu Fusheng, also froze.
The spot where Mu Fusheng had been standing suddenly began to be squeezed and twisted!
"Oh? You do have some skills. Your talent would be unparalleled even in High Antiquity times. It's just a pity you were born in the wrong era..."
Mu Fusheng's expression turned somewhat grave as he watched the old man make his move again.
It will probably take another ten breaths or so for Master to arrive.
But given the opponent's strength...
As Mu Fusheng thought to himself, a talisman quietly appeared in his hand.
Do we really intend to use this talisman?
Even if it means sacrificing the power of one's soul for potential recovery, combined with all one's strength, one should be able to weather this period of uncertainty.
But...
Seeing the other party reach out again, Mu Fusheng gritted his teeth, just as he was about to throw out the talisman in his hand.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
He was also an elderly man.
The old man said, " Tianyang, haven't you gone a bit too far?"
The Hall Master Tianyang was slightly taken aback, then withdrew his hand and said, "Sir?"
gentlemen?
Everyone looked over, their expressions showing some surprise.
Nan Congyin and He Shangke also quickly cupped their hands in greeting.
The same applies to the Divine Lord Hao Tian.
"This junior greets you, sir."
If Lu Changsheng were here, he would recognize him too.
This person is the gentleman from the Mortal Village!
However, to the surprise of the Divine Lord Hao Tian, even the Supervisory Sacred Hall, a powerful figure at the God Emperor Realm, had to address the Mortal Village elder as "Sir"?
The gentleman looked calmly at the Hall Master Tianyang and said, " Tianyang, your intentions are good, but they've gone a bit too far."
Tianyang said helplessly, " The Mortal Realm can't wait any longer. The Evil Devil Domain is about to make a comeback. There's no other way."
Before the gentleman could speak...
Tianyang said again, "Sir, your strength is due to the seal that has allowed you to survive for so long, and it cannot be easily broken, so you cannot stop me now."
" Tianyang can only apologize here. He will personally apologize to the gentleman after this matter is over!"
After saying that, the Hall Master Tianyang looked at Mu Fusheng, his expression hardening, and reached out to grab him again!
The man's face darkened.
Mu Fusheng, Ye Qiubai, and the others relaxed.
Just as the hand was about to land on Mu Fusheng.
In the space before him, a white-robed man stepped out from the already shattered void, and with a gentle wave of his hand, he dispersed the palm print!
"What's wrong, Mu Fusheng? Have you and your senior brother gone astray? You've started causing trouble too?"