Elders from the Hou Clan and Azure Crimson Gate descended from the warship. They formed into a battle ring and surrounded Liu Wuxie.0

As for the other disciples in the Astral River Realm, they couldn’t interfere in a battle of this scale. They knew they would only be cannon fodders if they went up to join the fight with Liu Wuxie.0

“Make your move!” Liu Wuxie commanded. He was confident to deal with one or two people in the Nascent Transformation Realm, but the difficulty was high against over ten people. This meant he couldn’t afford to be careless in this fight.0

Boundless shockwaves swept out, uprooting the trees from the ground. Space began to shatter, as the laws in the mundane world were pale compared to those in the cultivation world. A black hole formed and started devouring everything in its surroundings, including the uprooted trees.0

Over ten thousand people gathered at the mountain range’s outskirts. Cultivators from the Imperial Capital who could still move assembled a hundred miles away, heeding Fan Zhen’s strict prohibition against venturing closer. Any attempt to approach the battlefield risked exposing them to devastating shockwaves capable of shredding them instantly.0

“He’s no ordinary...0