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Chapter 671: 288: Cunning and Sly Ironclad Corpse!

Tactical Withdrawal (Seeking Monthly Tickets) _1 Chapter 671: 288: Cunning and Sly Ironclad Corpse!

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Tactical Withdrawal (Seeking Monthly Tickets) _1 Thousands of miles away, upon receiving Chen Dengming’s message through a small message formation, Su Yanyan quickly handed over the task of migration to Gongshu Zai, Guan Chao, Ran Yiqiang, and other Golden Core cultivators of the sect while she swiftly sped towards the site of crisis miles away.

A journey of over forty thousand miles, at her full flying speed, even if it was a straight line, would take an hour to arrive.

Not to mention if she had to detour to avoid crossing the airspace of any major overseas Immortal Gateways along the way, she likely needed at least one and a half hours to arrive and assist Chen Dengming.

“An hour and a half is still too slow…”

Su Yanyan’s bright eyes suddenly became sharp.

Her Heavenly Immortal Dao power shifted, and her body immediately glowed with cyan light.

...

The factor affecting her flying speed was naturally the wind resistance in the air.

However, if she entered the state of the Heavenly Immortal Dao Domain, she could easily control the air and resolve the wind resistance as soon as she thought of it.

Even though using the Heavenly Immortal Dao Domain state would quickly deplete her heart force and Dao force, it could greatly increase her speed to twice as fast.

If she adjusted well, flying in the Heavenly Immortal Dao Domain state for a period of time, and then restored her Dao force and heart force in a normal state, perhaps when she reached her destination, she wouldn’t have depleted too much of her energy.

She quickly entered the state of the Heavenly Immortal Dao Domain, and the airflow around her seemed to slow as it swelled rapidly.

Countless amounts of information flowed into her mind.

Her eyes erupted with blue light, and with a thought, the air resistance in front of her immediately dissolved.

With a “boom,” a thick sound burst cloud was left in the air, her clothes clinging to her body, and Su Yanyan’s figure flew out at a much faster speed than before, disappearing in an instant, getting faster and faster.

…

Majestic mountains, enveloped by clouds and mist.

A grand and massive iron fortress, located over a winding spiritual vein.

This place resembled a mortal war fortress more than a cultivation sect, with towering towers engraved with various runes, appearing as a special formation.

The square in front of the gate was wide, with dense stone steps.

A horde of lifeless figures similar to terra-cotta warriors stood in the square, emanating evil qi.

The gate of the city was large and thick, formed by dozens of huge stones, emitting a heavy and ancient aura.

In a small field behind the sect, there was a pavilion guarded by four stone statues of strange beasts.

Above the pavilion hung a banner, with the words “Iron Armor Sect” written in golden letters on a red background, reflecting the grandness and majesty.

At this time, outside of a bamboo grove deep within the castle, a middle-aged man in a black robe waited, not daring to breathe heavily in the vicinity of the grove.

In the grove, a thin Taoist with a fiendish appearance and a gloomy aura sat on a green log, his fluffy beard fluttering with his breath, exuding a cold and rotten aura.

His brows were locked together, sending out his divine sense to perceive the situation afar.

This was the Nascent Soul Old Ancestor of the Iron Armor Sect, Lou Zhen, who had recently awakened from his death-like state.

Over the past hundreds of years, except for times of crisis for the sect, he hardly woke up, remaining in a special state of seeming death.

In that state, he could slowly increase his cultivation level while prolonging his life, enjoying a lengthy lifespan almost comparable to a zombie’s.

However, as time went on, he would gradually turn into a zombie and decay, becoming irreversible.

Therefore, he usually awakened once every sixty years.

This time, however, he was awakened from his state of slumber and cultivation prematurely.

If it were not for the matter related to the four-level spirit vein, even if the Golden Core within his sect who dared wake him did not become a blood meal, they would be severely punished.

Despite this, he could not immediately move his body due to the obstruction of blood and qi which had not yet returned.

He could only explore the world with his mind.

“Elder Wang Pingying from the Affair Temple of Multitude Immortal City…

That old Canglong Sect Daoist…

Why would he bring such an opportunity to our Iron Armor Sect?

A four-level spirit vein is something the Canglong Sect would enormously value…”

While the benefits were tempting, they often came with substantial risks.

If there were benefits, why didn’t the Canglong Sect take them?

Were they kindly letting the Iron Armor Sect have them?

The Golden Core cultivator outside of the grove, noticing the Old Ancestor seemingly asked, immediately stepped forward and replied.

“Old Ancestor, Elder Wang used his position’s advantage to disclose this information.

Before disclosing, he had asked me if we needed it.

If we did not need it, he wouldn’t dare leak it.

He was quite cautious.”

I speculate that this matter, after all, hints at violation of the rules, so he dare not report it to his sect.

Therefore after deliberation, he decided on his own to accept it first, signed a confidential Dao pact with him and agreed on the benefit he would receive, before receiving this message…”

The man in the black robe paused, before adding, “Furthermore, the person who discovered the four-level spirit vein was a cultivator from an overseas sect.

Elder Wang expressed that he didn’t want to see our inland resources fall into the hands of overseas sects.”

However, this matter is considered legal for them, and he can’t directly stop it.

He can only leak the news.

If we are interested, we can give him a benefit to buy the news.

If we are not interested, we can ignore it…”

“An overseas sect cultivator?

It’s against the rules for an overseas sect cultivator to come to our East Immortal Sea for development, and now they want to claim a four-level spirit vein, isn’t this against the rules?”

The Ironclad Old Ancestor Lou Zhen’s eyes flashed with confusion.

The middle-aged man in the black robe immediately informed him of the incidents happening in the East Immortal Sea and the Four Regions recently.

Lou Zhen slowly nodded, with a spark of cold light in his eyes, he muttered, “Even though the Ancestor of the Longevity Sectis now missing and the Nascent Soul elders are in service, it’s not like they’re dead, they just can’t get involved…”

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