"Blocked... blocked it."
Wei Wenxun swayed and nearly lost his footing. Fortunately, Wang Shouzhe caught him from behind, allowing him to barely steady himself.
The gap between the early Celestial Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm was simply too vast.
Before a Purple Mansion Realm cultivator, a Celestial Realm cultivator like him was as frail and helpless as a child. For one brief instant just now, he had truly thought he was about to die. Now, having survived a calamity, his entire body had gone limp.
Wang Shouzhe patted his shoulder. "Many thanks, Commander Wei." There was a little more warmth in his words, as though he already regarded Wei Wenxun as one of his own.
He remained as calm as ever, as though everything had long been within his expectations. The only thing he had not anticipated was probably Wei Wenxun instinctively stepping in front of him.
Only after taking several deep breaths did Wei Wenxun finally recover somewhat, though his heart remained shaken. "Luckily Ancestor Fire Fox was here. Clan Leader Shouzhe, had you anticipated this all along?"
Afterward, Wei Wenxun directed some soldiers to protect Wang Shouzhe and the others. Though those soldiers were little different from ants in the eyes of a Purple Mansion Realm cultivator, they were still a source of strength.
"Hehe~ Hard to say. Let's see how things unfold first."
Wang Shouzhe merely smiled without answering, then raised his head toward the sky.
The lingering energy waves in the sky rapidly dispersed.
That figure reappeared before everyone's eyes.
The straw raincoat on his body had somehow already turned to ash, replaced by a purple robe at the level of a Dharma Treasure.
A mysterious mask covered his face, making his features impossible to discern. Only white hair spilled down from either side, revealing