Chapter 1680: Repairing the Seal

What the hell, sleeping?

Who sleeps like that?

The black-armored man who had just arrived was utterly exasperated.

Dead or alive—am I stupid or something? Can't I tell?

"Since you don't believe me, forget it. Let's fight!"

Knowing the situation, no matter how much he explained, the other party wouldn't believe him anyway, so Zhang Xuan didn't bother wasting words.

Immortality Realm cultivators—he had already killed three of them; one more didn't matter.

Boom!

With the three artifacts cooperating with Zhang Xuan, his combat power was astonishing. Before the man could escape, he was slain by the onrushing aura.

Having killed four Immortality Realm cultivators in a row and devoured their blood and souls, the eerie profound sword grew even stronger, looking more sinister and hard to gaze upon.

After collecting all the storage rings and military supplies, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyebrows, and quickly flew toward the seal.

Though he didn't know the exact state of the seal, the continuous arrivals of people meant it was definitely broken. He had to find a way to repair it.

Otherwise, if they kept coming one after another like visiting neighbors, who could hold them off?

After flying for a while, he indeed saw a seal in sight, with a huge hole in the center, as if someone had broken through from inside.

Mou Wu and the others had entered through here.

"Fortunately, it's not completely destroyed. Otherwise, even if I wanted to repair it, I couldn't..."

Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he had comprehended the true essence of sealing, his own cultivation was too low. He could still manage repairs, but setting up a new seal capable of blocking even their ancient sages was impossible.

"That's the Spirit Race over there... Maybe I should go take a look?"

Arriving before the seal, he repaired it while pondering.

If the Spirit Race could rush over and cause trouble, why couldn't he go over and cause them trouble?

If so, perhaps he could completely resolve the crisis at hand!

After all, with over a hundred caverns simultaneously attacked by the Spirit Race, and the Master Hall, the Luo family, and the Jiang family all tied up, it was indeed quite a headache.

"First, let's finish repairing the seal..."

Zhang Xuan sped up.

...

"It's been so long, why hasn't he returned yet?"

Inside the room, Dream Sword Saint paced back and forth in the hall.

Her son had gone to scout for information, and now an hour had passed with no news, filling her heart with worry.

"He must have encountered something. Don't worry, Xuan has many tricks up his sleeve; he should be fine..." Rising Sword Saint comforted her.

"But that's the Spirit Race army! When we fought them before, you saw it too—there were tens of thousands of them. Once they strike, even Master Yang would fall... How can he withstand that!"

Dream Sword Saint shook her head.

With tens of thousands of well-trained Spirit Race soldiers above the Saint Domain Third Layer, not only was she worried, anyone would be uneasy.

"What can we do? None of us have his concealment technique. If we rush over recklessly and get discovered, it will only make things harder for him..." Rising Sword Saint said.

He too was worried about his son, but clearly this was not the time to go.

"Miss Ruoxi, what do you think?"

After thinking for a long time without a good idea, he turned to look.

The girl before him was far too composed, seemingly without a trace of worry, which filled him with great curiosity.

"Zhang Xuan will be fine!" Luo Ruoxi shook her head.

Not to mention having comprehended the three true interpretations and possessing the ability to disguise herself, just considering... her current strength, combined with the Dragon Bone Divine Spear, unless an ancient sage appeared, it would be nearly impossible to detain her!

Since that was the case, there was no need to worry.

"But..."

Seeing her so certain, and not knowing where her confidence came from, Dream Sword Saint frowned and was about to ask when he saw an elder hurrying over.

"Patriarch..."

"Has Xuan'er returned?"

Knowing that this elder was in charge of intelligence, and that his urgent arrival must mean news had come, Rising Sword Saint quickly stood up.

"No... the alien race has urgently sounded the assembly horn, and all their troops are gathering. I fear they are planning a surprise attack!" The elder's face was grave.

"A surprise attack?"

Rising Sword Saint's expression changed, and he hurriedly asked, "What exactly happened? Tell me in detail!"

"I am in charge of information transmission and have specially sent out scouts to investigate. However, the alien race's defenses are extremely strong, and we have never been able to get too close. Just half an hour ago, a special horn suddenly sounded within their camp, and then the scouts saw all the alien troops slowly retreating, even those guarding the formations, those on watch, and even the scouts all left."

"Suddenly encountering such a situation, fearing an ambush, our people dared not approach. After waiting for a quarter of an hour and finding no movement, they gradually probed inward. As a result, they discovered that all the alien race members had dispersed into ten large squads, seemingly drilling some special formation. And they vaguely heard that the commander who fought with you said they were going to test some new tactics and planned to launch a surprise attack!"

"Upon learning this, the scouts dared not delay and immediately turned back to relay the message."

The elder said hastily.

"It's good that the message was relayed back; otherwise, if the surprise attack succeeded, the Zhang family would suffer great losses..."

Knowing that this information was extremely important, Rising Sword Saint waved his hand, and his voice resounded throughout the castle: "All members of the Zhang family, hear my command! The alien race may launch a surprise attack at any moment. Everyone, be on high alert!"

"Yes!"

Hearing the command, the members of the Zhang family all looked solemn, each attending to their own duties, their fighting spirit high.

“Elders, follow me outside the city to meet the enemy, block them first, and make their sneak attack fail!”

After instructing everyone, Xing Jiansheng continued.

“Good!”

Many elders nodded simultaneously, and the group flew out of the city in unison.

Outside, it was still misty, with nothing visible. Luo Ruoxi, who was in the air, looked around for a moment, then suddenly frowned and flew straight ahead.

“Miss Ruoxi...”

Unexpectedly, the girl was so reckless. Xing and Meng Jiansheng exchanged glances, both frowning.

“You stay here, we’ll go check!”

Knowing that if they didn’t give chase, she would be lost, Xing Jiansheng did not hesitate. He instructed the others and, with Meng Jiansheng, flew straight in the direction Luo Ruoxi had gone.

“Why is no one here?”

The more they flew, the more puzzled they became.

Logically, having gone this deep, there should have been some alien clan members appearing, but they hadn’t seen a single ghost.

Even if there was no sneak attack... at least there should be normal defenses, right?

If the alien clan were so careless, they wouldn’t have been able to fight the Master Teacher Hall for tens of thousands of years without ever being at a disadvantage.

“Look ahead...”

Just as Xing Jiansheng was wondering, he heard Meng Jiansheng’s voice. He quickly looked up and saw rows of alien clan members lying on the ground, their hair standing on end, faces black, and mouths full of white foam...

They had all stopped breathing.

Luo Ruoxi was crouching among these dead people, her delicate brows furrowed, as if observing something.