"Good!"
Zhang Fan responded with a single word, showing no surprise or astonishment.
Having cultivated for thousands of years in his previous life, he had witnessed countless treacheries and the coldness of human hearts. He felt no pity for the group of Core Formation realm cultivators who had been abandoned.
Survival of the fittest was a principle that every cultivator who ventured into the starry expanse should understand.
However, while many understood this principle, it was another matter entirely when it befell them directly.
This group of Core Formation realm cultivators, some of whom were even subordinates of those nine powerful figures, were now ruthlessly cast aside by Lord Wen, much like Lord Wen's seven sons under his command.
Upon hearing Dao Venerable's words, Lord Wen and his group remained silent, offering no objection. The abandoned Core Formation realm cultivators understood that they had been forsaken.
Their last flicker of fighting spirit extinguished, some Core Formation realm cultivators began to flee. However, with their strength and speed, escape was impossible.
Having already suffered heavy casualties from Zhang Fan's earlier attack, the number of Core Formation realm cultivators was now less than thirty, after another wave of assaults from Lin Yun and Xue Jing.
Moreover, Xue Jing's domain continuously enveloped the area, significantly reducing the speed of these Core Formation realm cultivators.
Zhang Fan's body flickered, transforming into a stream of light that plunged into the enemy ranks.
Immediately, screams of agony erupted. The Core Formation realm cultivators were as fragile as newborn babes in Zhang Fan's hands; a single punch from him was difficult for them to withstand.
With his current strength, Zhang Fan was comparable to an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator of the second tribulation, possessing comprehensive abilities in offense, defense, domain, and speed.
"Die!"
Zhang Fan did not employ any spells or domains. Relying solely on his formidable physique, he engaged in close combat. The magical treasures of the Core Formation realm cultivators struck him but could not inflict any harm.
In an instant, blood sprayed across the snowy ground. In mere tens of breaths, the screams finally ceased as Zhang Fan slaughtered all the remaining dozens of Core Formation realm cultivators.
The billions of humans watching the live broadcast were stunned into silence by this scene.
"So bloody! So violent!"
"Haha, Master Zhang is indeed the most powerful man on our Earth. Those aliens couldn't even resist him in his hands!"
The people of Earth were excited. Zhang Fan's parents, disciples, and followers breathed a collective sigh of relief upon witnessing this.
It seemed that Earth's current ordeal had passed.
The ten individuals within the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Formation also felt their eyelids twitch. This Master Zhang appeared young, but his brutal methods sent chills down their spines.
Fortunately, they had True Monarch Tian Hua, who could perfectly combine their strength. Although they couldn't defeat Zhang Fan, they could at least manage to protect themselves.
After several rounds of fighting, less than a day had passed since over a hundred Core Formation realm cultivators descended upon Earth, and only ten remained.
These ten Core Formation realm cultivators could be considered the most powerful, apart from True Monarch Nine Swords.
In the presence of Dao Venerable and True Monarch Tian Hua, Zhang Fan, Xue Jing, and Lin Yun began to sort through the spoils of war. Over a hundred Core Formation realm cultivators meant over a hundred Golden Cores.
In addition to the Golden Cores, there were also the magical treasures, spirit crystals, spirit medicines, elixirs, and other cultivation resources carried by these cultivators.
While none of them were particularly wealthy individually, their combined hoard was a fortune that would make even Nascent Soul cultivators envious.
Dao Venerable and the others were also tempted but dared not make a move to seize them. Their primary concern was waiting for the Immortal Mansion to fully emerge; entering it was their immediate objective.
After sorting through the spoils, Zhang Fan stood silently on the snow-covered plain, calmly fixated on the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon.
"Master, with our current strength, we can completely kill them. Even if they scatter and flee, we have a high probability of killing them all before they escape. Why wait for them to enter the Immortal Mansion?" Xue Jing transmitted telepathically from behind Zhang Fan.
After all, once they entered the Immortal Mansion, the situation would be unpredictable. If those cultivators from the Wu Shan star domain were fortunate enough to find opportunities, it would be a great loss.
Zhang Fan gently shook his head. He had considered this idea before but ultimately dismissed it.
He knew that with Dao Venerable's strength, their chances of survival would be low if they scattered. Yet, Zhang Fan dared not gamble.
This was solely because the destructive power of Core Formation realm cultivators was immense. A single divine ability blast might turn the entire East Sea into ruins.
A standoff ensued, with one side unwilling to attack and the other unwilling to act.
On the third day, the entire East Siberian Plateau began to tremble as if struck by an earthquake, with countless rocks rolling down the plateau.
The Immortal Mansion, which had been emitting colorful light, gradually dimmed before completely vanishing.
"It has finally fully emerged."
Both sides on the snowfield had been waiting for this moment. While Dao Venerable and the others breathed a sigh of relief, they also felt an inexplicable tension.
After hundreds of years of searching, they could finally step into the land of opportunity, a chance to change their destinies. If they could seize it, they would soar to new heights.
The magnificent Immortal Mansion, shaped like a four-tiered square, with each tier approximately ten meters high, appeared extremely grand and spectacular.
"An Immortal Mansion! Even some powerful Nascent Soul cultivators do not possess such a thing. I never expected True Immortal Zi Wu to casually discard one on this barbaric planet. Truly magnanimous!"
Looking at the fully emerged Immortal Mansion, Dao Venerable, within the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Formation, could not help but sigh in admiration.
As soon as the Immortal Mansion fully emerged, its grand doors slowly creaked open. However, from outside the mansion, one could not discern anything within; only a hazy, colorful mist was visible.
Zhang Fan, accompanied by Xue Jing and Lin Yun, stepped through the Immortal Mansion's grand doors. True Monarch Tian Hua, controlling the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Formation, transformed into a golden dragon dozens of meters long and also flew through the entrance.
Under circumstances where complete safety was not assured, the ten of them dared not split up.
"Boom!"
As everyone entered the Immortal Mansion, the pair of golden doors slammed shut. Inside, the spiritual energy was dense. Upon entering, Xue Jing could clearly sense that if he were to cultivate here, he could break through to the Nascent Soul stage within a year.
The moment they entered, they were greeted by a very simple-looking great hall. In the center of the hall hung a portrait.
"Zi Wu."
Zhang Fan gazed at the portrait, lost in thought, memories of past years flooding his mind.
Having cultivated for a thousand years in his previous life, Zhang Fan had made countless friends, but true confidantes were few and far between. Zi Wu was undoubtedly one of them.
"If we meet again in this life, Zi Wu probably wouldn't recognize me, would he?" Zhang Fan mused with a strange sense of wonder.
In his previous life, Zhang Fan had met True Immortal Zi Wu when the latter had already attained the status of Immortal King. They had adventured together in cosmic secret realms, forging a bond of life and death.
"Whoosh!"
A magnificent seven-colored radiance poured down from above the hall, coalescing into a figure within the hall. It was a middle-aged man who appeared exceedingly elegant and refined.
This refined man looked exactly like the man in the portrait at the center of the hall.
"True Immortal Zi Wu!"