Master Wang, exhausted from the day's work, successfully placed over three hundred small box-shaped bombs in the predetermined positions.

As for high-level physics and phased array, these were naturally just rudimentary concepts to Master Wang.

He simply followed the coordinates given by Mu Dan, placing each item accordingly; the task was now more than half complete.

This place was quite hazardous;

He was essentially manipulating a Foreign Soul Puppet, walking circles in front of hundreds of Immortals, passing nearest to the Treasure Ships at a mere three to five meters.

A slight mistake would surely result in a brutal attack.

Utilizing magic alone, Wang Jixuan might not have been able to achieve perfect stealth;

fortunately, their team's mechanical civilization level was now remarkably advanced.

Having completed this task, Wang Jixuan's Foreign Soul Puppet couldn't return.

He selected a spot further away to hide, attempting Dual-tasking.

Conventional communication inside and outside the Immortal Spirit Road was impossible;

wielding Dual-tasking strained Wang Jixuan, constantly feeling as if there was a thick frosted glass between his hearts and minds.

Wang Jixuan's main body opened his eyes: "The setup is complete."

"Good," Mu Dan briefly replied.

Before her was a chaotic bundle of light threads, and Wang Jixuan had no idea what she was doing; it seemed as though she was calibrating a mechanical thought leaning towards awakening.

Wang Jixuan turned his head towards the huge screen in the command center.

The Dark Sect's vanguard remained largely inert.

A thousand Dark Sect members awaited on the mountain, seemingly poised to rush toward Wangxian Valley at any moment.

In the direction of Wangxian Valley, over four hundred experts from the Nascent Soul, Unification, Tribulation Crossing, and Mahayana realms (Nascent Soul being more numerous), sat in the clouds.

The six Tianluo Loose Immortals were situated even higher in the clouds.

The disparity between their combat forces was already quite conspicuous.

Once the Dark Sect's vanguard launched a barrage of Magic Treasures, the skies over Wangxian Valley would be awash with blood.

But it didn't matter; the Righteous Path of this realm still had some powerful reinforcements.

To the east and west of Wangxian Valley, massive battalions were arrayed on the earth, surrounded by densely packed laser cannons and launching devices like wild grass on a field.

The firepower of the Mechanical Army surpassed that of the last great battle.

Wang Jixuan switched between different perspectives.

He saw sect leaders gathered for discussion, his own martial uncle no longer as confident, showing traces of worry in his eyes.

Also visible was Murong Zhengyi, sweating profusely as though resolving some dispute.

The shadows danced within the Second Base.

The cultivators in subspace continued to look outwards, reluctant to move further inside at the entrance.

Inside, thanks to the Mechanical Civilization's exceptional construction ability, were temporary metallic structures offering personal quarters to each cultivator.

Mu Dan finished modifying the bundle of light threads, waving her hand as the threads shrank into a dot of fluorescence and vanished before her.

"Boss, preparations over here are more or less complete, but the Dark Sect's vanguard doesn't seem to want to make any aggressive moves. By analyzing their lip movements during discussions, it seems they are waiting for a time set by the Dark Sect Heavenly Dao before initiating the attack."

"Are you sure?" Wang Jixuan frowned slightly.

Mu Dan nodded slightly: "Anything uncertain?"

"If that's the case, these folks were sent by the Heavenly Dao, and it's the Heavenly Dao that decided how many are to come, instead of these Dark Sect Immortals from the Immortal Realm proactively summoning troops."

"It can basically be confirmed as such."

"What exactly does the Heavenly Dao intend to do… Could it have truly split? One part desiring compromise, another actively fighting…"

Master Wang scratched his head.

Mu Dan asked: "Boss, do we proceed as originally planned to launch a sneak attack?"

"Yes, active offense is always better than passive defense, but timing must be precise, commencing about an hour before they move."

"Boss, would you like to review your previous commands?"

Mu Dan pouted slightly in frustration:

"I can only speculate and reconstruct from their lip movements, unable to truly eavesdrop their instructions."

"Then move it forward half a day in advance of the Heavenly Dao's appointed deadline."

"That's doable."

Mu Dan sighed softly:

"Sadly, we can't ascertain the specific positions where the remnants of the Dark Sect's main forces will land after the Immortal Spirit Road is destroyed; otherwise, preemptive ambush would be far more effective."

"Don't get carried away; our upcoming objective is a safe retreat."

Mu Dan asked: "Would you like to bid farewell to Sect Leader Taoye?"

"No."

Wang Jixuan gently shook his head:

"It's already fortunate to see them again; besides, my martial uncle and others are heading to become part of the Heavenly Net Group. If luck favors them, and they cultivate successfully, reaching the Immortal Realm, naturally the future holds the possibility for another reunion."

Mu Dan: Unlikely.

She dared not say such words aloud.

Wang Jixuan stared at the screen for a while; he dared not linger longer, leaving a single remark: "If you need to detonate there, just nudge my main body's shoulder," his mind shifted to the Alien Soul.

The Immortal Spirit Road was silent.

It was not truly quiet; the Foreign Soul Puppet was lying on the Immortal Spirit Road's rainbow-like Light Barrier, occasionally hearing beast roars and cicada chirps, as though the light and shadows were twisted worlds.

The Foreign Soul Puppet's body had black Dragon Scales faintly flickering with light, and the Immortal Sword that had fought alongside several times was eager to reveal its sharpness.

Less than twelve hours remained before the Immortal Spirit Road of this realm would shatter.

...

Zhi Lan Immortal always sat at the bow of the treasure ship.

She kept her vigilance, only occasionally losing focus.

There was no other choice; if she concentrated too hard, she might enter meditation and lose awareness of her surroundings.

The time for the offensive set by the Heavenly Dao was drawing near, causing her mind to become highly tense.

Perhaps because of the pre-battle nerves, Zhi Lan Immortal couldn't help but drift off—though outwardly, she remained focused and seriously seated at the ship's bow.

Suddenly, she recalled her past cultivation experiences in the True Realm.

Back then, she was naive, pursuing cultivation within the sect, seeking Tao, and admiring the handsome faces of several senior and junior disciples.

The True Realm had far greater competitive pressure than the Xu Realm. Typically, many cultivators from the Xu Realm would use various means to enter the True Realm, rich in Immortal Spirit Qi, leading to a mix of chaotic elements and many loose cultivators reaching the Unification or Tribulation Crossing Realms.

Cultivators with lower realms could not escape from the Xu Realm.

She once encountered a minor calamity.

While venturing out to pick herbs, she believed her Nascent Soul Realm cultivation was sufficient for survival, and thus acted arrogantly. Additionally, her sect was both righteous and evil, carefree and unrestrained, offending several insignificant people.

Just as she thought there was no issue, a passing Tribulation Crossing Realm male cultivator suddenly abducted her, resulting in months of humiliation and abuse.

She killed the male cultivator later, taking advantage of his relaxed vigilance, thinking months of physical intimacy could win her genuine affection.

Since then, Zhi Lan Immortal found she had lost all compassion. Her Devil Skill progressed rapidly, and she swiftly ascended to immortality, blending into the organization of the Dark Sect.

Her past in the Immortal Realm was also full of disgraceful moments.

There was no choice; stepping out of the Ascension Platform dressed too opulently destined her to become a plaything of the subordinate forces of Beast God Palace.

If not for escaping from there later, she might still be a female slave of some Heavenly Immortal's offspring, kneeling like a dog daily before those she deemed worthless.

'This world truly harbors no warmth whatsoever.'

Zhi Lan Immortal mused.

She snapped herself back from her daydreaming, realizing she had been staring vacantly for a long time.

Perhaps for several hours, perhaps most of the day.

A ray of twilight flashed in the distance, intruding into the Immortal Spirit Road, carrying a Communication Jade Token, hovering before Zhi Lan Immortal.

She shouldn't delay, knowing this Jade Talisman from a Lower Realm branch hall master probably contained orders from the Heavenly Dao Stele or instructions from high-ranking Dark Sect Immortals in the Immortal Realm.

Zhi Lan Immortal carefully examined the Jade Token for a while, as another female True Immortal transmitted inquiry:

"Senior sister, any new orders from the Heavenly Dao?"

"It's an order from headquarters,"

Zhi Lan Immortal replied softly:

"Several Vice Sect Hierarchs jointly extrapolated, discovering something unusual in our advancement, with possible changes in the Heavenly Dao.

"The Fifth Vice Sect Hierarch ordered us not to mindlessly kill; if we find abnormalities or peculiarities, strive to capture alive and bring back to the Immortal Realm."

The female True Immortal chuckled softly: "That's not too hard."

"Don't be careless; remember, the opponent still has True Immortal-level Evil Demons."

"Rest assured, senior sister, if encountering those Evil Demons, I guarantee they'll find it difficult to escape."

Zhi Lan Immortal nodded slightly without further words.

She didn't like this junior sister;

Because this junior sister was too 'cheap,' and in their headquarters' small teams, she was involved with almost every man.

This made Zhi Lan Immortal feel her junior sister had some potential of being promiscuous.

She is not like that.

She only delights in toying with desire and controlling men weaker than herself.

Time flowed slowly.

Zhi Lan Immortal kept switching between divided attention and focused attention.

"Senior sister, how much longer?"

The other female True Immortal asked somewhat impatiently:

"These Immortal Soldiers are truly tedious, each like they've lost their roots."

"Half a day more," Zhi Lan Immortal replied calmly, "don't be careless."

"With senior sister here, slight carelessness shouldn't matter."

"Hmph, don't make me clean up your mess again!"

Zhi Lan Immortal scolded with annoyance.

For some reason, her right eye twitched slightly, her heart also fluttered, as if a pair of eyes were watching her from the shadows, carrying significant threat.

Zhi Lan Immortal always trusted her intuition.

She immediately stood up, gripping her treasure sword connected with her life, frowning as she looked around.

The Immortal Spirit Road, like giant blood vessels, had smooth turns ahead and behind.

Everything was quiet, with no threats in sight.

'Scaring myself?'

Zhi Lan Immortal slightly tilted her head, her mind suddenly trembled, abruptly raising her head to look straight ahead.

A blood-red meteor sped past, from its appearance to shooting to her face in an instant, leaving Zhi Lan Immortal without any chance to dodge!

To make matters worse;

Time seemed to slow slightly;

Her sword-drawing speed and Immortal power burst timing all felt sluggish!

The blood-red meteor swiftly filled Zhi Lan Immortal's face!

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