Led by Zhao De, the group left the outer city and headed towards the bungalows in the southern district.

This is also the battlefield today!

This marks the first time in many years that people have set foot in the bungalow area again.

However, its appearance is quite different now.

The once orderly rows of bungalows, resembling a city within a city, have mostly been bulldozed.

Only a small area remains, used as a residence for the cultivators guarding this place, or for storage or similar purposes.

The remaining open space was covered with strangely shaped array bases, most of which were array plates, while others resembled stone pillars deeply inserted into the earth, covered with intricate array patterns.

There were also spiritual objects resembling crystals or irregularly shaped, unidentified boulders. Apart from being covered with intricate and dizzying array patterns, they all emanated a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation.

The feeling it gave Lin Xiuyuan and other Qi Refining stage cultivators was that they couldn't even get close.

In mid-air, figures sat cross-legged, suspended in the air.

A powerful spiritual pressure emanated from them; without a doubt, they were all cultivators at the Purple Mansion stage. Each of them continuously circulated their magical power, which surged and emitted rays of divine light, constantly flowing towards the array flag floating in front of them.

And in the highest sky at the very front, there was an incomparably majestic figure, with a faint divine glow scattered around him, making him appear like a blazing sun in the sky.

The sight was so dazzling that it was impossible to look at it for long, and it gave one the urge to prostrate oneself on the ground.

This is the power of a Golden Core cultivator.

Further ahead, there was no view of the sky, the vast wilderness, or anything else.

All that remained was a strange and unusual scene.

It was as if I had entered a magical and mysterious place, where a mirror shimmering with a faint blue light blocked me from the world and time.

The light was as smooth as a mirror, with a faint blue glow flowing around it, sometimes rippling in circles, like the surface of the sea rising up on the earth, blocking the invasion of demonic cultivators from the outside world.

Zhao De led his group through the crowd, passing directly through the area where the cultivators gathered, seemingly heading straight for the edge of the formation.

The surrounding cultivators cast their gazes, most of them were recruited cultivators, and a small number were disciples of the Golden Sea Sect wearing black robes with gold patterns or white robes.

Some looked on with curiosity, while others seemed to have guessed something and couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Most of them just looked indifferent, observing coldly.

Among them, Qin Suwan's fairy-like face and stunningly beautiful, aloof features attracted the most attention.

Some cultivators spoke up directly, jokingly saying:

"What a beautiful woman! I am from Yangpo. If you ever lack resources, feel free to come and find me there."

"Hahaha, I have a superior Taoist method of dual cultivation..."

"Forget it, it's hard to say whether you'll even survive the next time."

A few playful and teasing remarks rang out from time to time.

The sudden change in art style is strangely odd.

Many of them were Foundation Establishment experts. When they casually passed by in the market, people would give way and look at them with awe, displaying the demeanor of great masters.

But now...

It's understandable, as most of them were forcibly conscripted and have been engaged in a major battle for over a year, leaving them exhausted and numb. Not to mention being at a complete disadvantage, they are now using the lives of cultivators to buy time, barely clinging to life.

Anger flashed across Qin Suwan's face. She lowered her head and quickened her pace.

The others remained calm and steadily followed Zhao De forward.

Li Yongyuan, however, couldn't help but turn his head and glare at him a few times.

Seemingly angered by a Foundation Establishment expert, he narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "What are you looking at, brat! I don't like that look of yours. If you keep looking, I'll gouge your eyes out!"

This caused a flash of anger to cross Li Hongfu's face. He turned around, slapped Li Yongyuan on the head, and then cupped his hands in greeting to the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

This scene left Lin Xiuyuan feeling somewhat amused and exasperated. He shook his head inwardly, realizing that if the other party hadn't had an elder protecting him, they certainly wouldn't have posed any threat to him.

But alas, some people are just lucky. Now, faced with such fools, all we can do is feign compliance and patiently wait for our chance.

soon.

The group followed Zhao De to the very edge, less than a few meters from the massive array barrier. Looking up, they were immediately struck by their own insignificance.

During this process, everyone observed that there were many other teams in the distance to the left and right, doing the same thing.

It seems they were all evacuated together, but not together.

Zhao De turned around, reached into his Qiankun bag, and took out a stack of tokens, which matched the number of people present. He then distributed them.

"This token is related to our market's grand formation. When we go out later, we need to activate it frequently. It can provide a certain distance of concealment, which weakens as we get further away from the market."

Seeing everyone checking the tokens in their hands, Zhao De continued after a moment, "The gap in the array barrier will appear in just a few breaths. Those who are slow will be left here. Don't blame me for not warning you then!"

After saying that, Zhao De turned around, looked at the array barrier, stood with his hands behind his back, and waited quietly.

While everyone was still examining the tokens in their hands, upon hearing this, they all paused, their expressions tense, and they quickly focused their attention on what was in front of them.

They waited quietly, the atmosphere subtly becoming somewhat oppressive.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from behind.

"Raise your battle lines, prepare to engage the enemy!"

A loud shout rang out from the Purple Mansion stage cultivator who was sitting cross-legged high in the air.

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