Feng An was panicking.
As a Rank 9 Mystic Immortal of Yellow Sand Palace, he was a commander who was neither too big nor too small. He had guarded this Ascension Altar with his subordinates for tens of thousands of years and nothing had gone wrong.
Cultivators who ascended from the lower realms, no matter who they were, no matter what race they came from, would be suppressed and treated as slaves.
Anyone who resisted would suffer the harshest punishment and might even die on the spot!
The Upper Realm was not some Shangri-La.
It was even more so in this Fiend Domain – it was filled with killing and blood!
Countless corpses could be dug out from every inch of the Fiend Domain's soil!
Every ascended cultivator was invincible in the lower world. However, in the eyes of the ascended cultivators, they were as weak as ants and could be bullied at will.
This had never changed since ancient times.
However, this time, this law of nature seemed to have been broken.
Feng An could not imagine how someone who had just ascended could have such a terrifying physical body!
The purple-robed cultivator did not even use any other means. He merely charged forward with his physical body and no one could stop him!
No divine abilities, immortal arts, Dharma treasures and flying swords could stop this person's physical body.
Feng An fled with all his might, not daring to look back.
He had already pushed his Essence Spirit to the limit and released all the means he could to improve his movement technique.
Perhaps he was running too fast, or perhaps the purple-robed cultivator was wary of him, he did not encounter any danger when he reached the Spirit Essence Mine closest to Yellow Sand Palace.
Seeing dozens of Earth Immortals from the Yellow Sand Palace patrolling near the Elemental Spirit Mine, Feng An's fear eased a little.
He mustered his courage and looked back.
There was no one behind him!
The purple-robed cultivator did not chase after him at all.
He had been scaring himself the entire time.
"Feng An, what are you doing here instead of guarding the altar?"
A Rank 2 Earth Immortal frowned and asked when he saw him.
"Why are you running? You look so flustered!"
"What happened? Why are you so scared?"
Kong Yi, the commander of the Spirit Essence Mine, walked over slowly. He noticed the lingering fear in Feng An's eyes and asked in a deep voice.
At this moment, Feng An had been running for his life. Both his Essence Spirit and Essence Qi were exhausted. He was drenched in sweat and his face was pale. He looked shaken.
"Greetings, Senior Brother Kong."
Feng An gulped. "A purple-robed cultivator wearing a silver mask just ascended from the altar."
"This person just ascended and killed all of my subordinates!"
Feng An described what he had seen in detail.
The dozens of Earth Immortals frowned.
This matter sounded like a fantasy story.
How could a cultivator from the lower realm that had just ascended be able to kill some high level Profound Immortals of Yellow Sand Palace?
Everyone looked at each other and sneered.
"Feng An, what are you talking about?"
"Do you know the consequences of spouting nonsense and deceiving Exalted Immortals in our Yellow Sand Palace?"
The Earth Immortals scolded coldly.
Feng An hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Senior Brothers, I'm telling the truth. I saw it with my own eyes!"
"What's the cultivation level of that person you're talking about?"
Kong Yi asked indifferently.
After a moment of hesitation, Feng An said, "I can't detect his cultivation base."
"Hahahaha!"
A burst of laughter came from the crowd.
Kong Yi's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery. "Feng An, there are only two possibilities. Either you're spouting nonsense, or you're under some kind of illusion and everything you see is an illusion! "
"I …"
Feng An wanted to say something, but stopped.
He wanted to explain, but he did not know where to start.
He even had doubts in his heart.
Could he really have fallen into some kind of illusion and been deceived?
At this moment, Kong Yi suddenly asked, "The person you were talking about is wearing a purple robe and a silver mask?"
"Yes."
Feng An nodded instinctively.
Then, he noticed that Kong Yi was looking into the distance with a strange expression.
Feng An turned his head.
What he saw almost scared him out of his wits!
In the distance, a purple-robed man was walking slowly in the air. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of them!
"Senior Brother Kong, it's him!"
Feng An yelled.
The person was none other than Wu Dao's true body.
After he ascended to the upper world, his first goal was to collect a large amount of cultivation resources such as Spirit Essence Ores and Spirit Condensation Elixirs. He wanted to absorb and refine them so that he could break through to level 9 of the Fate Wheel realm as soon as possible.
When he heard that there was a Spirit Essence Mine nearby, he was prepared to snatch it.
Due to the special bloodline of Qinglian's true body and the fact that she was once hunted down by the King of Underworld Clouds, her identity was sensitive. After she ascended to the upper world, she had too many concerns and her actions were restricted.
After Qinglian's true body entered the Spirit Essence Mine, she did not dare to make any big moves and merely cultivated secretly in the mine.
It was different from Qinglian's true body.
Nobody knew the identity of Wu Dao's true body.
Nobody knew who he was as well.
With the silver mask on, Wu Dao's true body had nothing to worry about at all!
He asked Feng An what the grade of Yellow Sand Palace was so that he could judge what they would face after they snatched the Spirit Essence Mine.
Yellow Sand Palace was a Xuan grade force.
Generally speaking, when one's cultivation reached the Heavenly Immortal realm, one could establish a Xuan grade force.
Of course, the strength of each Xuan grade force was divided into strong and weak ones.
For example, in the Stellaris Sect of the Dajin Immortal Nation, Patriarch Xingyu was a Level 9 Heavenly Immortal and there were many other Heavenly Immortal experts in the sect. This type of sect was considered one of the top Xuan grade forces.
If the Patriarch of the sect or the leader of the force was only a low-level Heavenly Immortal, their strength would naturally be much weaker.
In a vast territory like the Infernal Domain, forces like the Xuan Sect and the Earth Sect were as vast as the sea and innumerable.
In the territory of the Demon Zone, conflicts broke out almost all the time between major forces. They killed each other in order to fight for cultivation resources.
There was no order here and it was extremely chaotic. Some forces might be destroyed after a few years of establishment.
Wu Dao's true body came this time to snatch the Spirit Essence Mine.
On the other hand, he also wanted to see what kind of power he could unleash at level 8 of the Fate Wheel realm!
"Are you the one who killed the Yellow Sand Palace's cultivators?"
Kong Yi asked slowly, staring at Wu Dao's true body with a fierce look.
"Yes, it's me."
Wu Dao's true body did not stop walking.
"Good, you're honest!"
Kong Yi sneered and secretly sent a message to the dozens of Earth Immortal Realm cultivators around, ready to attack. "You've got guts. You killed the Yellow Sand Palace's cultivators. Instead of running away, you dare to come to us."
"This Spirit Essence Mine is mine."
Wu Dao's true body pointed at the Spirit Essence Mine not far behind him. His tone was calm as if he was describing something that was only natural.
"What did you say?"
"Arrogant!"
"You're courting death!"
The Earth Immortal Realm cultivators of Yellow Sand Palace were enraged. Without waiting for Kong Yi's order, they all attacked.
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