"Hmph!"
Elder Fang snorted, as if a mountain gate materialized within the gray shadow domain.
All of Zhang Wuwei's attacks were neutralized.
This was Elder Fang's domain, and within his domain was a nearly identical, miniature version of the Sky-Peeping Sect.
"Good heavens, it really is you. The other disciples are no match. You, an outer elder, are indeed a worthy opponent." Zhang Wuwei chuckled. Previously, Elder Fang had ignored him, unwilling to engage in combat, but today he had finally made his move.
"A frog in a well."
Elder Fang's eyes were filled with disdain.
In this mortal world, he only feared three individuals.
The Dragon Lord of the Dragon Country, the Palace Master of the Immortal Palace, and the Grandmaster of the Heavenly Master Dao.
Although Zhang Wuwei was powerful, in his eyes, he was merely average, far inferior to his senior brother, the Grandmaster.
With his cold snort, the mountain gate pressed down, intending to crush Zhang Wuwei along with all the shadow assassins within his domain beneath its might!
As for this shadow domain, its greatest characteristic was its ability to conceal their presence. However, in terms of raw combat power, it offered little.
At some point, Zhang Wuwei produced a talisman from his hand: "Ever since I joined the Shadow Assassins, I haven't used my signature skills for a long, long time."
With that, he affixed the talisman to his Daoist robe, and a golden light enveloped him.
Then, he directly met the descending mountain gate, his hand producing a three-foot green peak. He charged forward with his sword.
Although the mountain gate was a miniature version of the Sky-Peeping Sect, no matter how scaled down, it was still slightly larger than the nameless small hill of the old Daoist.
"Foolish."
Elder Fang sneered upon seeing Zhang Wuwei's action. He recognized the Golden Light Spell on Zhang Wuwei; it was one of the eight divine spells of the Heavenly Master Dao, capable of borrowing the power of heaven and earth to enhance Zhang Wuwei's abilities.
However, was Zhang Wuwei now attempting to withstand heavenly might through sheer force?
His mountain gate descended, appearing as a vast heavenly might within the domain. The impact of the Sky-Peeping Sect's mountain gate was no less than Mount Tai pressing down.
Zhang Wuwei's actions were akin to a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Lin Xiao was very angry.
On one hand, he was angry at being captured. On the other, he was angry that these three cultivators were almost completely disregarding him, believing he was trapped and unable to escape.
This net was indeed a formidable treasure, more resilient than the anti-tank single-soldier armor previously developed by Beautiful Country.
However, for years, his saber had never failed to cut through anything he wished to sever.
So, this time would be no different.
His military saber glided, a sharp killing intent condensing upon it.
The net seemed to tear like paper as he sliced through it.
Then, with his saber, he directly attacked the person controlling the net.
"How is this possible?!"
The sudden surge of killing intent caused the expressions of the three, including Elder Fang, to change drastically.
That net was one of the spiritual artifacts of their Sky-Peeping Sect! A person in the Freedom Realm should have no room to struggle once caught within it. How had Lin Xiao directly broken through the Heavenly Net?
Lin Xiao's saber strike was empty.
Though a little unexpected, it was within Lin Xiao's expectations. After all, these were cultivators who came to capture him, they couldn't just be two cannon fodder like True Person Tian He and True Person Yong Ran from before.
"So that's how it is."