Inside the Bright Moon Palace, the faces of those who had just encountered a drastic change turned pale.
The moment they sensed something was wrong, they immediately prepared to activate their random teleportation necklaces, as instructed by Li Fan.
To their horror, however, they discovered that this very reliance for survival had now become useless.
As the entire Bright Moon Lake was pulled into the sky like a toy, Su Xiaomei and Xiao Heng's expressions became extremely grim.
"This power... it's a Dao Integration Immortal Venerable!" Their hearts were instantly filled with fear and confusion.
Why would such a powerful being appear? They had only earned a small amount of contribution points. The small Bright Moon Palace couldn't even withstand Spirit Transformation cultivators, so why would a Dao Integration Immortal Venerable personally intervene?
However, no matter how many emotions they felt, before a Dao Integration being, they were as helpless as ants, utterly powerless to resist.
They watched helplessly as the Bright Moon Palace moved further and further away from the ground, feeling like trapped turtles in a jar with nowhere to escape.
"Xiaomei, is this what you called 'great fortune'?" Yin Yueting's face was terrifyingly pale as she stared blankly at her sister, unable to believe it.
Yin Yuzhen looked bewildered and at a loss. Then, as if remembering something, she quickly said, "Don't worry, Senior will definitely act! It will definitely turn misfortune into..."
Before she could finish, a huge boom echoed from outside the Bright Moon Palace. Everyone looked out and saw a massive mushroom cloud, centered on the Bright Moon Palace, rising into the air.
The white cloud expanded rapidly, enveloping the Bright Moon Lake in the blink of an eye.
High in the sky, Li Fan, the orchestrator of the explosion, looked pained.
The planned Soul-Devouring Spirit Array was originally only meant to cover the Bright Moon Palace's area, designed to delay powerful enemies for a brief moment upon their arrival.
He never expected that this unknown Dao Integration powerhouse wouldn't directly attack, but instead capture the entire Bright Moon Lake, seemingly intending to take them somewhere.
Li Fan could only pay several times the cost to expand the self-detonation scale of the Soul-Devouring Spirit Array.
"It's fine," he thought. "As long as we can escape this time, it will still be a profit."
Having decided to act, Li Fan no longer hesitated. He carefully took a black, sharp nail from his robe and hurled it fiercely towards the silver threads in the sky.
The moment the Soul-Devouring white mist exploded, the silver threads seemed to encounter a natural predator, instinctively contracting for a moment. But then, it ignored the white mist that touched it and tightened its grip on the Bright Moon Lake even further.
In the sky, a faint, thunderous voice reverberated. "Soul-Devouring white mist? Hmph, your Bright Moon Palace is the chief of all evils, ruining my grand plan. I will capture you all, even if it costs me some lifespan. If I don't properly deal with you, it will be hard to quench the hatred in my heart!"
Before the voice finished, a black light struck the silver threads.
"Boundary-Splitting Nail? Interesting." The silver threads dimmed slightly. Then, another black light shot into the sky.
"Go!" Li Fan's voice sounded at the opportune moment. Without needing Li Fan's reminder, the moment the black Boundary-Splitting Nail appeared, Su Xiaomei and the others, realizing their random teleportation necklaces were usable again, immediately activated their teleportation arrays. Flashes of light appeared consecutively, and the people of Bright Moon Palace vanished one after another.
Continuous explosions emanated from below. In an instant, Bright Moon Palace was reduced to ruins.
Above the ruins, a black phantom slowly appeared. There was no sign of anger on his face; instead, he wore a playful expression, like a cat toying with a mouse.
"Escape? And where could you possibly escape to?"
The black-robed cultivator lightly flicked his whisk, and suddenly, several fine threads appeared out of thin air in front of him, extending in different directions from that spot.
"A mere late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, truly ignorant of death. I'll catch you first." The black-robed cultivator extended his right hand, pinching one of the silver threads between two fingers, and slowly exerted force.
Where the silver thread disappeared, space instantly became shattered and blurred. Li Fan's phantom slowly emerged.
He was looking up, seemingly gazing at the sky. A shocked expression was frozen on his face, as if even his thoughts were paralyzed at that moment.
His body, along with the surrounding environment, was gradually being pulled back towards the black-robed cultivator. Just as Li Fan was about to be completely captured, the black-robed cultivator's movements suddenly paused.
The playful expression vanished from his face, replaced by a gradually serious look as he stared at the ground below. Just now, the large quantity of self-detonated Soul-Devouring white mist did not return to the white mist barriers separating the various states as it should have. Instead, it drifted down to the ground. Then, like flowing water, it continuously seeped underground.
In just a moment, a large amount of Soul-Devouring white mist was swallowed by the earth. This abnormal sight caused the black-robed cultivator, who had lived for thousands of years, to frown involuntarily.
"This is..." A sudden unease welled up in his heart. He rapidly performed calculations with his left hand, his expression constantly changing. Clearly, this strange matter was extremely difficult for the black-robed cultivator to deduce.
His aura fluctuated, and fine wrinkles slowly appeared on his face. Streaks of white began to appear in his hair, and blood even flowed from his eyes.
After a long while, the black-robed cultivator suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Then he cried out, "The Soul-Devouring Rebirth Grand Array? Old man Lan Yu, you want to achieve immortal Dao after death!?"
A trembling sense of fear rose from the depths of his soul, and the black-robed cultivator instinctively thought of fleeing.
But then, he looked towards the direction of Yuandao Heavenly City.
"No wonder these past years, the usually peaceful Yuandao State has been plagued by endless slaughter, with countless cultivators dying... My Lan Yu Relic plan also proceeded with astonishing smoothness. It turns out I was also part of the scheme. This is too much! Absolutely outrageous!"
The black-robed cultivator gritted his teeth, "How could I possibly let you succeed!"
At that moment, he no longer cared about the small group from Bright Moon Palace. Releasing the threads, he hastily rushed towards Yuandao Heavenly City.
"Still..." His frozen, stagnant thoughts gradually recovered. Li Fan almost blurted out the word "truly." However, the pulling force from space had vanished, and Li Fan, having recovered his safety, forcefully swallowed the word back.
"Is this... a Dao Integration Immortal Venerable?" Li Fan's expression was grim. All his so-called preparations seemed like a joke in the face of such an absolute power disparity. That moment was undoubtedly the most dangerous Li Fan had experienced since his transmigration. He could sense what was happening around him, but his soul felt frozen, preventing any effective reaction or thought. If the black-robed cultivator hadn't suddenly been alarmed and left, Li Fan might have truly been finished.
"Just prompting over five hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators to appear prematurely actually directly attracted a powerhouse of this level... No, there were quite a few others captured along with Bright Moon Palace just now. Perhaps many others are also emulating my Great Dharma Spreading endeavor. So, is it that the number of Foundation Establishment cultivators has suddenly increased too much?"
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