Saying that, he suddenly strode away, heading towards the direction of the Vast Sea, laughing madly: "How has heaven not treated me unkindly, often placing me in life-and-death situations, what does today even count as?"
As the last word fell, he had already appeared before the blood-red Forbidden Stake, his five fingers closing upon it, as the refining power quickly attacked it.
"Celestial Dao Talent, huh?"
"Heh..."
"I have everything."
"Refine it for me!"
...
...
Dong...
Rumble.
The "Pole Guardian" is a high-ranking position in the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty, wherein only those at least in the late stage of the Profound Yellow First Realm, and with some personal influence, can be selected.
At this moment, a yellow-robed cultivator was toying with beauties when he suddenly felt the stake he was protecting begin to tremble frequently, pushing away the beauties at once, he quickly got up, his expression both anxious and furious.
This yellow-robed cultivator knew the consequences of "failing to guard the stake," fearing the Tyrant would tear him apart alive.
So, regardless of who was shaking the Forbidden Stake, they must die!
"What’s this eyesore thing."
"Come with me.
The yellow-robed cultivator mobilized all the cultivators in the sect, leading a group of thousands grandly towards the Forbidden Stake.
In a moment, he appeared not far from the Forbidden Stake, his divine sense swept over, and hurriedly landed on a black-robed youth seemingly refining the Forbidden Stake, yet before he could speak, he suddenly sensed and turned his attention to a beautiful woman beside the black-robed youth.
She wore a beige dress, soft and delicate, with lively eyes that gave a first impression of warmth like spring water, her long hair like ink, her graceful posture moving as if boneless...
Feeling his divine sense locking onto her, the beautiful woman quickly attempted to hide.
But the yellow-robed cultivator had already confirmed it.
He was overjoyed inside.
’Han Weizi!’
’It really is Han Weizi!’
’Today, it seems I’ve turned misfortune to fortune!’
However, his divine sense swept over the surrounding people again, quickly discerning where these people came from, and what their background was, daring to touch the Forbidden Stake under a situation where Emperor Changye had unified the Western Nether Realm, ruling the skies, and everything was determined.
His expression shifted, thinking: ’Could they be out of hiding, so they’ve come to risk destroying the Forbidden Stake, let me test first.’
After thinking that, he could think no more.
Nor move.
His Divine Soul was pulled out, seeing his body and thoughts.


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