Ye Qingxue, Lin Jingyu, and Yue Lingxi Make Their Move

Xuanyuan Feiyue hovered at a distance, his hands forming seals as the righteous aura around him surged like a mighty river.

A massive Eight Trigrams diagram slowly rotated above his head, growing larger and more solid until it enveloped an area of a thousand zhang.

As the diagram spun, the eight directions, Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui, simultaneously lit up with a brilliant light.

Eight Trigrams Heaven-Sealing Array!

Xuanyuan Feiyue let out a low shout, and the Eight Trigrams diagram slammed down.

The three Immortal Kings of the Imperial Court felt their bodies grow heavy, as if mountains of ten thousand jun were pressing down on their shoulders.

Their connection to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was instantly weakened.

The leading Imperial Court Immortal King curled his lips into a cold sneer.

Is this all you have?

As his words fell, he raised his right hand and gently clenched his five fingers.

The next instant—

Boom!

An even more terrifying aura erupted from his body.

The aura was so strong that it forcefully shook the suppression of the Eight Trigrams Heaven-Sealing Array, loosening it somewhat.

At the same time, the other two Imperial Court Immortal Kings struck simultaneously.

One of them raised his hand and waved, sending countless crimson sword lights flying from his sleeve.

The sword lights were densely packed like a torrential downpour of pear blossoms, blotting out the sky as they shot toward Zhuge Dancheng and the other two.

They wove and intertwined with each other, ultimately forming a massive sword net.

The other person formed seals with both hands, and countless golden chains suddenly appeared in the void.

These chains were as thick as an arm, with twisted runes engraved on every link, radiating an eerie golden light.

Like living creatures, the chains slithered from all directions to entangle Zhuge Dancheng and his companions.

The sword net blocked their retreat, while the chains waited for the chance to bind them.

The two cooperated flawlessly.

Zhuge Dancheng swung his sword to strike. However, when the sword light landed on the chains, it only left a few shallow marks.

These chains seemed to possess a natural counter to the Dao of the Sword.

The Imperial Court's Immortal Trapping Chains!

Xuanyuan Feiyue's expression darkened.

Careful! This thing can lock away immortal energy and Dao rhythm!

As he spoke, he channeled the Eight Trigrams diagram. The righteous aura transformed into countless sharp blades of Qi, slashing at the chains from all directions.

Gongsun Xiangming was much more direct. He grabbed the chain wrapping toward him and violently exerted force with his arms.

Break for me!

He roared fiercely as purple-gold light exploded around him, forcefully tearing the Immortal Trapping Chain apart.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The severed chains fell downward, and with a casual wave of his hand, Gongsun Xiangming shattered them into dust.

But the very moment he broke the chain—

A figure appeared silently behind him.

It was the leading Immortal King of the Imperial Court!

At some unknown point, he had passed through the sword net and circled behind Gongsun Xiangming.

Your physical body is indeed very strong.

His voice hissed like a venomous snake in Gongsun Xiangming's ear.

But, too slow.

As his words fell, he struck out with a palm.

That palm strike seemed light and airy, but Gongsun Xiangming's expression instantly turned incredibly solemn.

With no time to turn around, he could only desperately circulate his Purple Zenith Golden Body, concentrating all his defensive power on his back!

Bang!!!

A muffled boom!

Gongsun Xiangming's body shuddered violently, and he was sent flying backward.

Zhuge Dancheng's expression changed. He swung his sword to repel the chains wrapping toward him and was about to rush over to assist.

But the two Imperial Court Immortal Kings obviously would not let him have his way.

The sword net suddenly contracted! The Immortal Trapping Chains coiled madly!

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Feiyue spun the Eight Trigrams diagram wildly, slashing toward the two Imperial Court Immortal Kings.

However, a layer of dark-gold protective divine light emerged on both of their bodies simultaneously. Xuanyuan Feiyue's attacks only stirred up a few ripples upon hitting it.

Three against three.

The three Imperial Court Immortal Kings, after their initial miserable state of being forced out of stealth by Gu Changyuan's strike, had now completely regained their combat form.

The situation began to tilt.

All of this happened too fast.

From the clash to the reversal of the situation, it took no more than five breaths.

In the plaza below, countless guests were still immersed in the shock of the previous scene, not even having the time to react.

They tilted their heads up, watching the six figures in the sky, watching the terrifying attacks that clashed and tore through the void time and time again. They were entirely dumbfounded, forgetting even to breathe.

Gu Changyuan watched the whole process.

He did not make a move.

His gaze fell on the three from the Imperial Court, carefully scrutinizing their every movement, every cultivation technique, and every piece of equipment.

Whether it was the eeriness of their secret techniques, the superior quality of their weapons, or the sheer power of their equipment, they were all slightly superior to Zhuge Dancheng and his two companions.

It was obvious that the ones sent down by the Imperial Court this time were the elite of the elites.

However, despite all their calculations, they had never anticipated that there would be an anomaly like him here.

More importantly, to him, these three were rare practice materials.

His three disciples, Ye Qingxue, Lin Jingyu, and Yue Lingxi, had never truly fought against experts at the Immortal King level.

Now that three such powerful and experienced opponents had delivered themselves to his door, it was the perfect opportunity to accumulate combat experience and hone their battle prowess.

Qingxue, Jingyu, Lingxi.

Gu Changyuan spoke, his tone as casual as if he were instructing them on a trivial matter:

Leave them alive.

Light instantly flared in the eyes of the three.

Their Master had no intention of striking; clearly, he wanted them to take the field themselves to temper themselves and accumulate combat experience.

Without the slightest hesitation—

The three figures dashed out fiercely.

The moment the three moved, Gu Changyuan slightly raised his hands and then gently clapped them together.

Clap!

A crisp sound rang out.

The next instant—

An invisible force, centered on him, instantly spread across the entire firmament.

Wherever that force passed, space seemed to solidify, folding layer upon layer until it formed a massive spatial cage that enveloped the entire battlefield, completely sealing it off.

Gu Changyuan swept his divine sense and confirmed it. After the cross-realm teleportation array disappeared, no further energy fluctuations were transmitted. Clearly, the Imperial Court had not noticed the anomaly here.

To the Imperial Court, the cultivators of the Jiuxiao Realm were at most at the peak of the Half-Immortal realm. Sending three Immortal Kings down to the lower realm was more than enough to pull the five great families out by their roots.

Therefore, they did not pay much attention to the situation in the lower realm.

All their eyes were focused on the upper realm, staring at the immortal families and Immortal Emperors who were contending with the Imperial Court.

They would never have imagined that the five families of the upper realm had taken this into consideration.

Even though the five families were defeated and forced to withdraw from the core realms, while remaining constantly vigilant against the pursuit of the Imperial Court's experts, they still expended massive resources to send down three Immortal Kings to protect their roots in the Jiuxiao Realm.

Nor did they expect that Gu Changyuan, a sudden anomaly, would appear in the grand scheme of things.

Gu Changyuan slowly raised his hand, palm facing up. The three from the Imperial Court in the distance were positioned perfectly above his palm, like ants he could control at will.

I hope your value will be a bit higher than I imagined, people of the Imperial Court.