After speaking, he suddenly transformed into a purple lightning arc, swiftly plummeting into the realm, and sped away in an instant.

After his disappearance, several figures almost simultaneously appeared out of thin air in the surrounding void.

"Bi Cang, why didn't you take action just now?" A figure suddenly questioned the nearby shadow.

"Hehe, Old Man Ke, your ghostly tricks can deceive no one. Want me to fall for your trap? No way!"

"Alright, save your breath. Are you all really going to just watch him leave? He has several treasures on him that carry the Dao. If this news leaks out, we all know the consequences!"

"Hehe, we've been old friends for over a thousand years. Each person's character and intentions are obvious to each other. I may as well speak frankly. Old Man Ke, your family's esteemed person must have already arrived, why haven't they taken action? If not..."

"Haha, Fang Qing, you coward, might not dare to speak, but I have no such scruples. Isn't the Ke family just posing as 'shifting blame onto others,' trying to get you and me 'into a stew'? I'm smart, how could I fall for such a trap!" Mr. Dengcao's words immediately drew nods of agreement from the other great cultivators.

No one expected that Mr. Dengcao, originally from the Ke family, would openly express his disdain for them, bluntly exposing their 'plot.'

"Dengcao, you... how dare you!" Seeing this, the Ke family's great cultivator's old face almost couldn't hold its composure and immediately shouted sternly.

"Oh, what's this, you wanna fight? You old... fool are not capable of being my opponent." Mr. Dengcao deliberately taunted, as if trying to provoke the other into attacking.

Unexpectedly... the Ke family's great cultivator was very deep-minded and actually suppressed his anger, let out a cold snort, and then his figure vanished.

Seeing the great enemy enraged and leaving, Bi Cang coldly laughed and said, "Fellows, I have matters to attend to and must leave first."

After speaking, this person suddenly exploded with a surge of black light, merging into the surrounding darkness in the blink of an eye, disappearing without a trace.

Mr. Dengcao looked at the two great cultivators who hadn't left, indifferently muttering, "It's over, it's over! With True Monarch Ke taking action, we won't get any benefits. Better just leave and avoid being chased away like dogs later!"

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Dengcao's figure suddenly burst forth, displaying countless faint sparks.

The sparks extinguished in an instant, and he was no longer visible!

Watching others leave one after another, the remaining two great cultivators seemed very unwilling, but they had no recourse. They exchanged divine thoughts for a moment, and finally left filled with resentment.

...

The cloud sea was vast, with gang wind sweeping through, and the heavenly curtain azure and unending.

At this time, a mass of purple thunder light plummeted rapidly towards the earth, like a dazzling meteor.

Suddenly, the purple thunder light flashed and dissipated, Zhao Sheng stopped abruptly in mid-air, sharply scanning the surrounding void.

At some unknown point, the vast and boundless high skies suddenly gave rise to a large amount of mist.

The mist spread rapidly, turning into thick fog across the sky, making it impossible to see the scene beyond a hundred feet.

Gazing at the all-encompassing fog, Zhao Sheng's lips curled slightly, thinking, "Finally, waiting wasn't in vain, a fish has bitten the hook."

But in the next moment, his brows furrowed slightly, instantly releasing his divine thoughts to scan the surrounding hundred miles, without sensing any enemy's presence.

"Hmph, who's here pretending to be mysterious? Come out and face your death!" Zhao Sheng's gaze turned cold as thunder light swirled around him, shouting suddenly.

Just as his words fell, a soft sinister laugh came from within the immense mist: "Hehe!"

Immediately, the void for a hundred miles around began to tremble slightly, and an incomparably vast divine thought wave surged from the surrounding mist out of thin air.

The mist roiled and surged like tides, a gigantic ancient face suddenly appeared before Zhao Sheng, made entirely of mist, occupying most of the heavenly curtain, like the heavens themselves.

Unfortunately, such celestial phenomena could not intimidate Zhao Sheng, who had encountered the Heavenly Dao Blood Face, instead, he felt the opponent's antics lacked grandeur.

Zhao Sheng remained calm, silently observing the opponent's actions, without uttering a word.

Seeing intimidation failing, the soft sinister voice echoed across the cloud sky once again: "...Hand over the treasures on you, bind yourself and surrender, and I may spare your life! Otherwise, today will be your burial ground."

"Heh!"

Zhao Sheng listened and laughed immediately, laughing nonchalantly, his face showing obvious disdain.

His blatant contempt instantly angered the person behind the scenes.

The gigantic ancient face suddenly opened its mouth wide, with mist gushing out, and a figure appeared within the mist in a sorry state.

Zhao Sheng's gaze focused, surprisingly spotting Zhao Chengping, who had left earlier.

"Mr. Lei, save me!" Zhao Chengping shouted in panic and pallor, but before he could utter more words, he was entirely bound by numerous mist locks, his mouth blocked, unable to speak.

Witnessing this, Zhao Sheng's expression became serious. After probing with various means, he found that the person before him was a living being, seemingly not some sort of illusion.

However, Zhao Sheng still couldn't be certain that "Zhao Chengping" was indeed Zhao Chengping, as the Ke family's illusions and divine skills dominated the world, the person undoubtedly was a Divinity Transformation True Monarch of the Ke family, whose profound illusion techniques remained unknown.

"Chengping, I will avenge you."

Zhao Sheng casually remarked, simultaneously sweeping his sleeve, transforming into a ray of thunder light, plunging downwards.

Strangely, the True Monarch of the Ke family didn't intervene to stop him, allowing his tunneling light to escape.

Moments later, Zhao Sheng halted, his face grim, surrounded by an unchanging landscape shrouded in dense fog.

However, he was certain he had flown at least two thousand miles downward.

Logically, he should have reached the ground long ago.

Yet the surrounding mist blatantly contradicted him.

Zhao Sheng's thoughts raced, suddenly considering a terrifying possibility: "Could it be that my five senses and seven perceptions have been bewildered by some illusion techniques, completely confusing up and down, left and right... No, a mere Divinity Transformation True Monarch couldn't achieve this. Could it be... Nanke Hall!"

Upon this thought, Zhao Sheng's expression changed, muttering to himself, "...when did it happen?"

Simultaneously, he concentrated and released his spirit, a mind filled with countless light points, all being space-time beacons!

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng felt relieved, just being able to activate Space-Time Teleportation at any moment was reassuring.

Right at this moment, the skies above suddenly shifted hues and an invisible, terrifying pressure emerged.

Soon, the mist covering the heavenly vault wildly churned, and an overwhelmingly majestic divine intent surged from above, thousands of murky fog swords plummeted from the heavens, the intent and momentum were supremely imposing.

Zhao Sheng, raising his head at this sight, his gaze faintly flickered, as blinding thunder light surged all around him. He suddenly raised a fist, smashing it toward the fog swords across the sky.

The fist light seemed like mountains crumbling, roaring as it rose with a majestic grandiose force, charging upward.

"Boom," a thunderous roar.

The heavenly curtain trembled, as if the entire void was being torn apart, producing a series of cracking sounds.

The descent of fog swords suddenly slowed, where the fist light and fog swords met, countless fog swords shattered, exploding into a vast array of mist, creating a huge void in the nearby space.

Witnessing this, Zhao Sheng spread his form and shot towards the void.

However, before he could reach the edge of the void, the murky cloud sky above seemed to thicken several times over, with a sinister face emerging at the void's center, a layer of dazzling divine light emanating from its eyes, not only filling the void but also bearing down on Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng's brows furrowed slightly, raising his hand and waving it upward.

A burst of thunder light shot from his palm, while his entire arm rapidly expanded, instantly transforming into an enormous arm over three yards long, the gigantic hand spread open, blocking the thrust of the invisible divine light.

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