Feng Yi couldn't help but curse inwardly, wondering if every old man who appeared was this powerful, which seemed a bit too far-fetched. How could he, a foreigner to these lands, know that this place was actually but a spot above the Jade Clear Sect's Immortal Mountain, nestled between its peaks and cliffs?

That Feng Yi should encounter him, the images reflected by the Round Light Mirror caused Wu Tian to chuckle bitterly, "It's better to meet by chance than by appointment. I wonder which protector is willing to invite General Feng for a chat?" The sect leader looked around the hall as his voice echoed hauntingly through the spacious interior...

"Lord Wu Tian, I am willing to extend the invitation," Left Protector Zhan Yu stepped forward eagerly.

Mingfei was not about to let Zhan Yu seize the opportunity, she added from behind, "Lord Wu Tian, I would like to accompany Protector Zhan Yu in this task."

"Lord Wu Tian, I am also willing to go." Then the junior protector spoke up.

Wu Tian fell silent for a moment before waving his hand to indicate, "Butterfly, you join them as well."

The elders were puzzled why inviting just one Feng Yi necessitated the mobilization of four—no, three powerful protectors acting together. As three of the ranking protectors, not only were they supremely powerful in the Jade Clear Sect, they also held indisputable authority.

Apart from the protectors, the next in rank were the elders, beneath whom stood the various hall masters. The hierarchy of the Jade Clear Sect was strikingly similar to that of an online game once known as "Westward Journey in a Dream"; a fact that could only be described as melodramatic.

The sky bore an illusionary purple sun, and the temperature was not too scorching, mysteriously elevating your mood. Elsewhere on Immortal Mountain, Feng Yi was on the run, moving ahead determinedly. He needed to get out of this bizarre place as quickly as possible. With this thought in mind, Feng Yi traveled at a breakneck speed, which did not dip below 300 kilometers per hour.

Rustling through the forest, his silhouette flashing like electricity, akin to a panther dashing through the woods or a fleeting shadow cast by a glimmer of light, Feng Yi deliberately left subtle marks on trees along the way as he passed by...

Suddenly, as if he had discovered something unexpected, he staggered, looking up incredulously, with a gaze full of confusion and disbelief...

Impossible! How could he stumble upon people from the Jade Clear Sect in this place devoid of any electronic signals? Was this some sort of trickery? Two women and one man appeared in front of Feng Yi. Mingfei was someone he had met before, but he had never encountered the other man and woman. Yet, judging by their demeanor and status, it was clear they were both on par with Mingfei. In other words, their strength would not be inferior to hers.

"Well, what a pitiable pair of sister flowers," Feng Yi said, though he well knew that his situation had become a bit tricky...

The junior protector asked in a fawning tone, "General, where are you headed?"

"I'm just passing through... I have important matters today, so let's part ways here. We'll meet again another time."

Feng Yi's brain was slowly processing at 4 CPU, as he needed to quickly think of a proper course of action. But before he could move, he suddenly heard the soft rustle of grass and saw the trees sway without a breeze. Glancing over, could it be Butterfly? It was like a jade butterfly fluttering down among the mountains, a half-faced pipa confronting an exiled immortal, atop the green pines swept by the rain, clouds drifting by revealing the cerulean sky. With his limited vocabulary, he couldn't fully describe the splendor before his eyes, borrowing an ancient phrase, it would be as if this maiden belonged to the heavens, what matter if she fell to the mundane world? But why would she stand so loftily high? Was she not afraid of revealing too much?

Of course, Feng Yi wasn't so vulgar as to peek and see if she wore safety shorts. Seeing that fleeing was no longer an option, he gave a chuckle, "The pair of sisters truly have their unique and matching qualities."

"General Feng, we have been waiting for you," Mingfei said in a languid tone, causing Feng Yi's steps to falter involuntarily.

"I knew it would be like this," Feng Yi said with a resigned shake of his head. He hadn't moved an inch, as if he had anticipated this, "I do appreciate the unique welcome ceremony, especially with my little fangirl here."

Speaking, Feng Yi shot Butterfly a mischievous glance akin to one exchanged between friends.

Butterfly's eyes widened slightly, but she paid no heed to the scoundrel. Compared to the three protectors, her task seemed more to stand at a vantage point, ready to pursue something else at any moment.

"Then please, General Feng, follow us for a visit?"

"You act like we're familiar. You expect me to go just because you say so? If it were my Butterfly asking…" Feng Yi's tone seemed light-hearted but he was not joking. However, Mengdie did not respond.

The junior protector snorted coldly, "Then don't blame us for being impolite."

"Hey, hey, hey… you really want to fight?"

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, but their confident gaze seemed to have utterly sized you up, this annoyed Feng Yi.

Tsk! A bit interesting, Feng Yi laughed, realizing that it was indeed impossible to avoid the fight; a battle was inevitable. Did they really think he'd be a pushover after he'd left the Legendary Realm? It was time for a big fight.

His current state wasn't what it once was, however, with the help of the Holy Spirit Elixir, he could still manage a battle. Thinking this, Feng Yi decided to hold nothing back and, with a sidestep, half-slid and drew his saber, readying his stance.

It had been a long time since he felt the rush of battle. With a roar… accompanied by a howling noise, the ferocity of the storm instantly surrounded Feng Yi's body. It was like an absolute storm domain of pure blue, his body occasionally visible through flashes of lightning. No doubt, at this moment, Feng Yi had entered the primary stage of the Legendary Realm.

As the saying goes, strike first to gain control, strike later to maintain it. As a seasoned warrior, discerning the difference in strength between friend and foe and striking opportunistically is always the basis for standing on the battlefield. Now, Feng Yi was like a wolf ready to leap, poised to launch a deadly attack on the four people at any moment. The ideal angle for battle seemed full of flaws, yet also seemed like a trap. He was merely standing still, but the heavy pressure he exuded was profoundly startling.

This kind of pressure from the realm was not something one could experience in a straight Star Wars battle. It could be said that, including Mengdie, none of them had ever personally felt Feng Yi's terrifying might. It's also true that Feng Yi had not used his full combat strength when he had battled Mengdie online.

That unyielding spirit radiated intensely from Feng Yi in that moment. They seemed to realize they were facing a true Special Envoy of the Federation; they could feel a different aura from Feng Yi's somewhat melancholic gaze, a silhouette as proud as the Revenge Shadow Rider. And in that moment, the sharp aura surrounding Feng Yi vanished altogether, yet his natural fighting spirit became even more intense…

The four were not oblivious to how strong Feng Yi was. Seeing his arm trembling with lightning and his piercing gaze as he truly entered combat mode, the previous ease had vanished completely. The oppression he exerted was far more terrifying than what the intelligence had indicated. Remembering the sect master's words that restraining him might require the joint effort of all four protectors, it seemed to be true.

"He is indeed formidable!" The junior protector couldn't help but bite her soft lips, but even if it meant being forceful, they had to keep him here.

In her hands, a sword formed out of thin air, made of streaming golden light, and with one strike, she split the ground open with a crack from the blade's qi.

Mingfei was also quickly forming hand seals at the same time. As her hand seals changed, a half-human-height crimson swallow appeared before her. The Flame Swallow hadn't fully formed before it was already shooting toward Feng Yi, a fiery technique known as the Burning Swallow Flame Fall, using the fire yin-yang art. The flaming swallow, with a screeching momentum, cried out in the air before attempting to engulf Feng Yi instantly.

Left Protector Zhan Yu did not use any spells but decided to engage in close combat with Feng Yi. Only Mengdie observed coldly from the side; like before, she seemed more intent on capturing Feng Yi than fighting him.

Surrounded by enemies, Feng Yi immediately launched a punch that swept through the air and the ground, with a whooshing sound. The storm-like force, like a ghost claiming lives, broke through confinement and shot towards all four directions simultaneously.

Hiss, hiss, hiss… Their attacks cancelled each other out. The storm's power vanished without a trace upon hitting Mengdie's crystal wall, turning into a faint breeze, indicating that Feng Yi, remembering Mengdie, had intentionally held back and did not use his full strength.

With just one strike, Mingfei and the junior protector were caught in the brief rigidity of the Storm Dawn's aftermath, while Feng Yi stood unwavered, the simple low-level spells unable to suppress him seemed like a fanciful dream.

As the other two readied their defenses, Protector Zhan Yu had already sidestepped the attack, moved in quickly, and landed a charged blow to Feng Yi's chest, the force seemingly causing the air itself to resonate with a deep thud.

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