There was a village between Jinghua city and Songhai city. After leaving Songhai city, Boss Tan's younger brother, Tan Qian, had headed straight for this place. The mountain behind the village was called Nine Boundaries Mountain, and there was a modern Taoist temple on it. This was actually one of Immortal Mansion's strongholds.
Given Tan Qian's current rank, he had absolutely no idea where Immortal Mansion's headquarters was located. Only when he became the eastern branch's chief would he be able to find out the location of Immortal Mansion's headquarters during the high-level meeting that was held once every ten years.
Two days after his return, Tan Qian used the bottle of sleeping pills that Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had given him to perfectly suppress his Panwu Immortal Martial Arts addiction. The Panwu Immortal Martial Arts was a forbidden art that consumed a cultivator's essence, qi, and spirit, numbed the body, and stimulated the nine orifices spirit points to hypnotize themselves. The most difficult problem to solve was its addiction.
Sure enough, as his big brother Tan Siming had said, although his strength had weakened a lot after he stopped cultivating the Panwu Immortal Martial Arts, his mental state was clearly much better.
That day, the sleeping pills wore off, and Tan Qian woke up from his deep sleep.
When he returned to the backyard, he heard the eastern branch chief cursing in his room.
Just as he stepped inside, he saw a large screen in the room. The eastern branch chief was sitting in front of it and working frantically on a controller. "Tan Qian? You're here just in time! Quick, help me take a look. What on earth is the problem? "
Tan Qian stared at the screen in bewilderment. "… What's this?"
A moment later, his pupils abruptly dilated, because he actually saw Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal on the screen!
Knowing that Tan Qian had come in, the chief didn't even turn his head. "This is the first step in Master's master plan. Using the USB drive to secretly cast a Great Illusion Spell in conjunction with a space array, we can gather all the currently known weaponsmiths together and find the strongest one! But because there are too many spaces, Master can't manage them all on his own, so we're in charge of this space now. We can use the controller to modify the settings of this space at will … "
Tan Qian understood. To put it bluntly, the current eastern branch chief was actually the god behind this space.
It was very obvious that this was a big deal …
Tan Qian's impression was that anything that involved Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, this "Great Death-Courting Senior" in the cultivation circle, definitely wasn't simple.
The eastern branch chief pointed to a fat man on the screen. "This time, our target is this person. The boss of Fatty Luo's Metal Tools, Luo Chuang, came from a family of blacksmiths and wasn't weak either. However, he had accidentally brought Great Death-Courting Senior along when he was opening up the space. In order to test the strength of the owner of the villa that I asked you to investigate last time, I also sent a USB flash drive to that villa. "
"…"
Realization instantly dawned on Tan Qian. He knew … that legendary Ling Zhenren might also be involved in this matter.
Although he had never seen this Ling Zhenren in person, he had seen his spirit sword, which had almost turned him into a salt-and-pepper mantis shrimp with one slash!
Even if Tan Qian hadn't seen Wang Ling's strength for himself, he had already had an idea at that time.
This person was not simple.
Tan Qian even felt that Ling Zhenren was stronger than the Master of Immortal Mansion!
Tan Qian couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. "So, what's the problem now, Chief?"
The eastern branch chief's face was very black, and could completely be described as scorched earth. "There's a popular game called PlayerUnknown's Battleground recently. Have you played it?"
Tan Qian: "… I have, but I'm a noob."
Then, the eastern branch chief sank into deep thought. He cupped his chin in his hands and pondered for a long time before replying, "I'm now controlling this space, and I feel like I've encountered an immortal who can suck people in, lock on, accelerate, and self-destruct."
Tan Qian: "…"
Eastern branch chief: "Not only were the minions I summoned in the space instantly killed by the other party, even the strengthened Voldemort I created were so scared that they turned around and ran!"
Tan Qian: "…"
Eastern branch chief: "Furthermore, this group of people doesn't play according to the game's plot at all! They wreak havoc in the space without the slightest scruple! "
Tan Qian: "Was this done by that Great Death-Courting Senior?"
"It was done by the person in that villa! The point is that I don't even know who he is! "
As he said this, the eastern branch chief switched the screen to Wang Ling, and then Tan Qian saw a huge mosaic on the screen …
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At that moment, the Great Shielding Spell was once again put to good use …
In the game space, Wang Ling couldn't help sneezing.
He vaguely sensed that someone was talking about him behind his back.
But now wasn't the time to care. According to the plot, Lie Mengmeng successfully led Wang Ling and the others to the ward where the woman's husband was staying. The array patterns that had been engraved on the wall on the first floor actually extended all the way here.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal crouched down and stroked the array patterns as he carefully felt them out. "Brother Ling, this set of array patterns seems a little different from the ones we've seen before."
The minute difference between the array patterns was an indescribable feeling. Only cultivators who had cultivated for more than a thousand years could clearly sense it. The array patterns of a large magic array were usually laid out in sections. They might look messy, but they also had a core.
"This is the core array pattern!" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal stared at the array pattern with a confident expression. "As long as we cut off this core array pattern, we can at least block this Great Illusion Spell and affect the order of the space. Who knows, we might be able to get out!"
"But it won't be easy to cut off the array pattern. This is the core array pattern set up by an Itinerant Immortal, and they must have added a recovery property to it. It's best if we can directly cut it off at the root, otherwise it might grow back. " Fatty Luo frowned. "But we don't have any weapons with us right now. My magic treasures are all in the shop … Now that we're trapped in this space, the connection between our magic treasures has failed, and we can't directly summon them over."
At that moment, both of them turned to look at Wang Ling at almost the same time.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "Brother Ling, do you have a solution?"
Wang Ling nodded, his eyes fixed on the air.
A moment later, there was a wave of energy that shook the air and the ground …
Fatty Luo and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal were extremely astonished; this momentum was really too great! It imperceptibly gave rise to a great sense of oppression! Furthermore, this aura was very familiar, and they already knew what was going to happen!
In just a few seconds, a crack actually appeared in the air in front of Wang Ling's eyes, and endless sword qi poured out of it to sweep through the space.
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