In the boundless sky, Lin Pingan was suspended in the air like an immortal statue.

The figure merges into the clouds in the sky, and the momentum as if carrying the sky on its back is awe-inspiring.

The deep gaze is like the reflection of the galaxy, passing through layers of clouds and mist, looking at the distant horizon, as if looking for some unspeakable secret.

As Lin Pingan's mind moved, the mental field unfolded fully under his control, like a huge scroll slowly opening under his feet.

At this moment, it seemed that only he and the vast ocean of spirit were left in the world.

His will dominates this realm, and invisible power quietly surges in the air.

In an instant, the spiritual tentacles have reached every inch of the Great Xia Empire.

The vast land, prosperous cities, quiet countryside, and even secret places hidden from the world are all within the range of perception.

Strands of mental power formed a dense net, which spread silently to every possible gap in the blink of an eye, being omnipresent and all-seeing.

Those small secret realms of the sects attached to various places in the human world are also presented in the spiritual vision of the .

They are like stars in the dark night, some twinkling dimly, some shining brightly, each carrying its own secrets and legends.

Seeing this scene, Lin Pingan's eyes seemed to be lit up by endless starlight, deep and bright.

Deep in the eyes, there was a glimmer of light, which was the desire to devour the unknown secret world.

At this moment, a barely perceptible smile appeared on his face.

His lips moved slightly, as if he was whispering to the air, or as if he was silently declaring to himself in his heart.

“Found it!”

Although these words were as light as a whisper, they seemed to contain overwhelming power.

It instantly echoed in the silent space, like a heavy hammer hitting every corner.

The moment the words fell, Lin Ping'an's figure instantly broke through the layers of space barriers.

In a flash, he appeared at the coordinates of the brightest little secret place.

At this moment, the law of space seemed to have turned into an invisible key in his hand, controlling the opening and closing of dimensions at will.

He stretched out his white and tender jade palm and gently moved the laws of space, like stirring up ripples on the surface of a calm lake.

In an instant, a blue space tunnel quietly unfolded in front of him.

The tunnel was full of lights, mysterious and charming, like a portal to another world.

Faced with the suddenly opened blue tunnel, Lin Pingan walked in calmly without any hesitation.

But in the moment before entering, he seemed to remember something, and several strands of mental power silently transmitted the same message.

Then, as if all the worries had been resolved in advance, his steps became more relaxed and comfortable.

at the same time.

The headquarters of the Daxia Martial Arts Association, the top floor office.

Zhang Zheng, who was dealing with complicated matters with a bitter face, suddenly widened his eyes and started talking to himself in shock.

"What? Again?"

"Damn! Whatever you fear will come true!"

"Can't that gentleman just be quiet for a while? Don't you think I'm busy enough?"

"No! We need to call them back immediately! Otherwise, something bad will happen..."

Just when Zhang Zheng was about to make a decision, two space fluctuations appeared.

The next moment, the other two people he had been thinking about, Qin Hai and Feng Wu, also walked out of the void.

The three of them looked at each other and guessed something.

“You received the message too!”

"That's right! It seems you guys are too!"

"He can be defeated in the battlefield of all races. He is truly unfathomable!"

"Alright! Don't think about anything else! We were notified just to deal with the aftermath! Let's get started!"

"Haha! What do you mean by clean up the mess? Rather than clean up the mess, it's better to say we're cleaning up his ass! He really does what he wants and even bothers us. It's causing too much trouble!"

"Be careful with your words! Don't say that! Any malicious intent can be sensed! If you provoke us, we won't be able to avenge you!"

"Alright! It's good enough that you can notify us! With the addition of the people from the secret realm as a supplement, Daxia's overall strength will become stronger!"

“…”

After a dozen breaths, the simple plan was discussed.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Daxia Martial Arts Association, the education department, and various legions received the order at the first opportunity.

A moment later, the civilization machine called Daxia started moving.

At the same time, Lin Ping'an had passed through the space tunnel and entered the small secret realm he had chosen.

Standing alone in the air, the field of mental power unfolds.

In an instant, everything here was within his perception.

The small secret realm is like a fairyland, with mountains everywhere and rolling peaks.

The towering and steep mountains seem like a majestic three-dimensional picture between heaven and earth.

Between these mountains, the sect buildings occupying this small secret realm are majestic and imposing, built against the mountains and standing beside the water.

Those ancient and solemn palaces and buildings are all made of thousand-year-old cold iron. The years have engraved deep marks on their surfaces, making them look even more vicissitudes and mysterious.

The palace has flying eaves and pointed corners, magnificent gold and jade, carved beams and painted buildings, showing the profound heritage of the sect;

The pavilions are towering into the clouds, standing in the air, as if the fairyland of heaven has descended to the mortal world.

Every brick, tile, wood and stone seems to contain endless historical heritage, witnessing the rise and fall of the sect over thousands of years.

In addition, there are the low-level yamen runners who carry water and chop wood, the disciples who practice sword and martial arts, the elders with flowing white beards, the sect leader who is intimidating without being angry, and the supreme elder who is in seclusion in the back mountain.

Everything is in perception.

Lin Ping'an did not hesitate or waste any time to pay attention to these.

There was determination and calmness in his eyes, as if everything was under control, without the slightest ups and downs.

A figure as steady as a mountain stood in the core area of ​​the small secret realm. An invisible pressure quietly emanated from his body, as cold as a thousand-year-old ice, and as majestic as a violent storm and huge waves.

This pressure did not erupt suddenly, but gradually increased like the tide.

It swept in all directions layer by layer, until it covered every inch of land and every breath of air in the entire small secret realm.

Under this pressure, the grass and trees in the small secret realm bowed their heads and the rocks trembled.

Whether they are disciples or elders from the sect, or the supreme elders, or the natives in the small secret territory.

They all felt the boundless pressure in an instant and were pressed to the ground, unable to move at all.

The whole world seemed to be frozen at this moment. Only Lin Ping'an's breath was swirling in this space, suppressing everything.

The next moment, the indifferent words resounded in the minds of all living beings and flowed through their consciousness.