: Teleportation!

The "Azure Lotus" does not bloom on the ground; the hilt of the sword is closed around the teleportation beam, with the blade facing outwards, slowly rotating in reverse.

They prepared to rush forward and join forces to attack the two guardians of the Reversed Five Elements Formation.

Upon seeing this, he froze in mid-air, not daring to move forward even an inch.

The Foundation Establishment stage cultivators trailed far behind.

Gazing at the towering pillar of light and the eight giant swords suspended in mid-air, everyone fell silent, trembling with fear.

Even the Core Formation stage cultivators, Ghost Elder and Child Elder, stopped in their tracks, let alone these Foundation Establishment cultivators who dared to make the first move.

"hiss!"

Both of them gasped simultaneously.

Previously, they had only taken a direct hit from a sword shadow, yet their natal magic weapon was already damaged, and they still felt lingering fear when they recalled it.

Now, there are eight paths before me!

Moreover, judging from their power, each strike was no weaker than the previous one.

What's even more deadly is that these eight sword shadows did not attack separately, but were a unified whole.

Even if they were in their prime, let alone with their injuries still not fully healed, they would still lose their lives if they forced their way in.

Keep in mind that the opponent still has that terrifying lightning technique that they haven't used yet.

The Red-Pink Skull had been passively taken a hit earlier and was now in seclusion to recuperate, so it was not here.

Each of them had a strong premonition and judgment in their hearts.

If it's a one-on-one duel.

An ordinary peak Core Formation cultivator probably wouldn't last more than a few moves against him.

The only ones who can subdue him are probably the patriarchs and Nascent Soul stage cultivators within the sect!

Lu Jianghe stood on the sword lotus, arms crossed, hovering beside the towering pillar of light.

There was no chilling killing intent emanating from him, and the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) was completely still, so quiet it was unsettling.

As the proverb goes, the real killing blow often comes without any warning.

At this moment, Lu Jianghe's demeanor truly resembled that of a great swordsman of the Immortal Realm who had guarded a city for five hundred years.

His eyes were lowered, ignoring the Ghost Spirit Sect members. His face was devoid of any joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, as if stripped of all worldly concerns, leaving only indifference to "divinity."

This gave Wang Chan and others the feeling that they would die if they tried.

Truly ruthless people never make threats or show a ferocious expression; they always remain calm and collected.

Just standing there is a silent and enormous danger.

Wang Chan stared intently at the figure in green, her throat bobbing involuntarily.

The ruthlessness with which he gave the order just now stemmed entirely from his anger and the immense joy of discovering the ancient teleportation array.

It felt like a bucket of ice water had been poured over my head, instantly cooling me down.

After calming down and weighing the strength of both sides, they immediately fell silent.

The situation remained deadlocked.

Wang Chan naturally dared not conceal the news of Yan Ruyan's abduction, and immediately sent a telepathic message inside the room.

If someone tries to hide the truth out of wishful thinking, they will be in deep trouble later when questioned, even if they are the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Although the activation process of the ancient teleportation array takes time, this place happens to be located in the core of the Ghost Spirit Gate's territory.

No one expected that the other party would be so audacious as to hide right under their noses.

For this matter, Second Uncle Wang Tiangu personally led a team to patrol and search.

With such a commotion here, Second Uncle, being a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, would definitely be able to sense the anomaly.

The key is whether he can arrive in time.

Wang Chan was extremely anxious at this moment. Although he really wanted to take action to buy time, he didn't dare to!

Slow down, time, slow down!

As long as my second uncle arrives in time, let's see how arrogant you can be!

At that time, I will definitely extract the soul and refine the spirit of the other party, peel off their skin and refine their bones, to vent my hatred.

The people on the ancient teleportation array watched as the starlight that separated from the center of the array plate resembled a meteor shower flying in reverse, converging and merging with the light at the top of the pillar of light from bottom to top.

"Brother Lu, to teleport away, one must stand on the array plate!"

Seeing that the light from the teleportation array beneath his feet was growing brighter and brighter, Han Li was extremely anxious and immediately sent a telepathic message to remind him.

At the same time, the Great Teleportation Command floating in front of him began to emit a soft blue light and connected with the five array bases.

The dense, complex runes on it were lighting up one by one, from the inside out.

Everyone understood that if this were fully lit, it would allow them to teleport instantly, traversing millions of miles!

Xin Ruyin looked tense, her eyes fixed on the figure.

His expression remained completely calm as he looked at Yan Ruyan.

Regardless of the outcome, I am fully aware of my own situation.

The teleportation was successful; it's just starting over in a completely unfamiliar world.

Even if the teleportation is interrupted, she will still be the fiancée of Wang Chan, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Thanks to his Heavenly Spiritual Root aptitude, his status and treatment within the sect will not be affected in the slightest.

Therefore, she was actually the most at peace inside.

Compared to the predetermined path within the Ghost Spirit Gate, which was almost predictable at a glance, this sudden change was like a pebble thrown into fate, creating small ripples.

Yan Ruyan even harbored a faint, indescribable sense of anticipation for this uncertain "opportunity."

At this moment, Lu Jianghe suddenly turned his head to look in a certain direction, his brows furrowing slightly.

With a wave of his hand, the eight swirling, protective blue giant swords instantly stopped spinning.

In the blink of an eye, they merged and coalesced into an even larger, almost tangible, cyan sword shadow.

With a single gesture, the enormous sword shadow moved as if controlled by his own arm, crashing down in the direction his gaze had locked onto.

The whole process was smooth and seamless.

Almost simultaneously, Lu Jianghe's figure suddenly blurred, turning into a streak of green, descending from the sky and landing steadily in front of Han Li and the others, appearing within the pillar of light.

Before the group could even catch their breath, they heard Lu Jianghe's voice, unusually urgent.

"A Nascent Soul cultivator is coming. We need to leave quickly, or we won't be able to escape once we get entangled with them."

A churning, blood-red cloud of mist rapidly approached from afar.

However, before the sword could reach the body, the thick blood mist suddenly churned, and a giant blood hand materialized out of thin air.

The azure sword shadow was struck by a palm, and immediately shattered like glass, exploding into countless tiny fireflies.

A terrifying pressure far exceeding that of the Core Formation stage was like the scorching sun tearing through the night sky.

Its power was so great that even a mere touch of the divine sense caused a stinging pain in the eyes and a feeling of one's soul being torn apart.

No sooner said than done.

The churning, blood-red cloud had condensed into a dazzling crimson ribbon, stretching down from the horizon.

Almost instantly, they rushed to the teleportation beam.

Without needing anyone to urge him, Han Li pressed down the Great Teleportation Command in the void and uttered two words.

"Teleport!"

A ring made of pure energy suddenly appeared, tightly encircling the people in the formation, and they rapidly ascended upwards along with the yellow beam of light.

In the end, we were half a step too late!

The crimson ribbon disappeared, revealing a tall, refined-looking middle-aged man.

He watched all of this with icy eyes, choosing not to make a move.

If we had arrived a moment earlier, we could have kept them here; now it's too late.

The teleportation power of such ancient teleportation arrays is fleeting and impossible to intercept.

Taking forceful action will only backfire.