In the waters surrounding Trash Island, massive warships roared with a thunderous sound, forming a large fan-shaped formation.
Powerful waves of formation energy swept through the air like a giant beast roaring, closing in to encircle Trash Island.
This imposing force made everything around it turn violent, with waves crashing and creating a tremendous noise.
Ripples on the sea surface intertwined with the aura, forming a magnificent yet terrifying scene.
Cultivators on the warships rose into the air, facing the people in front of Trash Island from a distance, the atmosphere growing tense, with only the roaring of the vast sea.
Above Trash Island.
Qing Li and Qing Wan's gazes were cold, having already summoned their life-bound treasures, followed by tens of thousands of people, their presence overwhelming. The garbage recycling plant had taken shape, not something ordinary cultivators could provoke.
"Qing Li, it's unclear which force these cultivators belong to, but the craftsmanship of those warships is extraordinary."
Qing Wan spoke calmly, raising her head slightly, "There's even participation from the Flood Dragon clan of the Eight Veins, with soul-stabilizing stones tied to their tails, coming for us."
Qing Li's flat pupils grew sharper, and the surrounding spiritual qi seemed to emit a painful wailing.
Countless pieces of trash in the dump flew wildly, swept up by the momentum of tens of thousands of people like a tornado.
"They're coming for our clan."
Qing Li suppressed a surge of anger in his heart, "At least ten Void Refinement cultivators, such a powerful force, even able to summon the Flood Dragon clan of the Eight Veins."
Qing Wan's gaze swept the distance, speaking softly, "At the very least, it's the Immortal Pavilion. If it were a sect, they couldn't mobilize the Flood Dragon clan."
"This clan is profit-driven, but indeed has some conflicts with the sects, so it's very likely as you said."
Qing Li spoke coldly, the front of Trash Island already filled with the shadows of warships, "In this battle, our clan will go all out, do not involve the factory owner, better to die than surrender!"
A mighty voice echoed in all directions, rumbling!
Members of the Soul-Nourishing Spirit Clan experienced a change in their pupils, and the spiritual qi along the entire coast was suppressed to the extreme.
They responded with a low roar, "Yes!"
A single word, yet it carried unparalleled momentum and determination, ensuring this battle would not implicate the garbage recycling plant.
As their aura emerged, the people of the garbage recycling plant around them all looked grim.
Their mana did not stagnate but instead felt a reverse flow, extremely uncomfortable.
"Qing Li, you cannot decide this matter alone!"
Countless cultivators of Trash Island were forced back by this clan, their expressions quite shocked.
They had heard of the awakening talent of the Soul-Nourishing Spirit Clan, but seeing it today, it was indeed extraordinary!
But this also completely drove them away, preventing them from participating in this battle.
The most important issue was the disparity in strength, as Trash Island currently had no Void Refinement cultivators stationed.
"Inform the factory owner, our Soul-Nourishing Spirit Clan will never forget the kindness of the factory owner!"
Qing Li roared angrily, stepping into the air, standing at the forefront of everyone.
He alone faced hundreds of warships, facing more than ten Void Refinement cultivators, facing over a hundred thousand powerful cultivators!
Boom!
Boom!
...
All members of the Soul-Nourishing Spirit Clan wore solemn expressions, silent, stepping forward into the air.
A vast sound erupted in the sky, though wordless, the momentum was like a rainbow!
The fierce wind howled in the air, the sound of mana surging more and more violently.
At this moment, in the distant sky, three Void Refinement cultivators stood in the air at the center of the ship formation, overlooking everyone on Trash Island, a vast voice spreading for miles:
"Soul-Nourishing Spirit Clan, descendants of the Immortal Slaves, we are ordered to bring you back, without harming your lives."
"Heh!"
Qing Li held a cyan long sword in his hand, pointing forward, speaking coldly, "No need for pretenses, your intentions are clear. If you dare to touch an inch of Trash Island today, tomorrow this will be your grave!"
"Such arrogance from a mere Immortal Slave race."
A middle-aged man spoke coldly, a golden wheel suddenly appearing before him, the elemental energy from the sea below surging towards the wheel, "You have the time of a stick of incense, either surrender or be forcibly captured by us."
With these words, Qing Li and Qing Wan's momentum suddenly stalled, their expressions showing slight pain.
Void Refinement cultivators could control the power of elemental energy, and even from such a distance, they exerted significant pressure on the Divine Transformation cultivators.
Especially some Nascent Soul clan members, their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably, their Nascent Souls becoming unstable.
Meanwhile, on the warships, Divine Transformation formation masters continued to relay messages: "There is an elemental energy formation around Trash Island... unable to determine the location of the formation's core, forcibly breaking it could lead to heavy losses."
"What?!"
"This formation definitely comes from a Void Refinement cultivator, it's vast, and the formation's mastery surpasses ours, even... unable to determine what kind of formation this is..."
Formation masters were shocked, being called formation masters meant they were well-versed in numerous formations.
But this island-protecting formation challenged their understanding of formations.
The few Void Refinement cultivators here also frowned slightly, "We don't have much time, we must resolve this quickly, delaying too long will cause unnecessary trouble."
"Wait! This formation can even draw in qi, what kind of formation is this?!"
The formation masters did not respond but suddenly exclaimed, "These people from the Online Store on Trash Island can enter and exit the formation freely, is it because the formation recorded their qi?!"
These words instantly reached the leading Void Refinement cultivator's ears, their expressions subtly changing.
A treasure capable of recording the qi of numerous beings was universally recognized as the Chaos Immortal Spirit List, what is the origin of this formation?!
"The plan has changed, just take the people of the Soul-Nourishing Spirit Clan, do not forcibly enter Trash Island."
Suddenly, a calm voice came, his aura elusive, making it impossible to determine his exact cultivation level.
However, judging by the tone, he was the true leader of this operation.
He spoke calmly again, "The people of the Soul-Nourishing Spirit Clan do not wish to involve Trash Island, otherwise they wouldn't have stepped out of the island, let them have their way for now, but if anyone from Trash Island charges out, kill them."
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
...
Responses came one after another, the atmosphere growing increasingly oppressive, with only the formation masters on the warships frowning deeply in their research, feeling more and more the extraordinary and mysterious nature of this formation.
Trash Island, atop the desolate mountain.
"Hehe, Li Sheng, the situation is sudden, let Master Dao prepare a bit first."
Song Heng's eyes were closed, but his mouth emitted a lewd low laugh, the compass in his hand already hidden into the void, "I suppose the factory owner is aware of this, just need to stall for a while."
Buzz—
The entire desolate mountain trembled instantly, emitting a strange ground rumble.
At this moment, the aura of the entire desolate mountain suddenly underwent a strange change, the spiritual qi on the mountain was transforming!
The spiritual qi within Song Heng's body also underwent a sudden transformation, strands of black light emerged from his Dao robe, gradually twisting space, the mountain's rumbling sound resonating with his low laughter.
And today, the third immortal path between the Spiritual Qi Immortal Path and the Five Elements Immortal Path reemerged in the world!
