On the Chaotic Stone Beach of Threadline Gorge, the once-howling river wind seemed to have been forcefully severed by two rising auras, and even the sound of the distant waves grew dull and oppressive.
The command, representing the might of the Foundation Establishment Stage, had forcibly cleared the battlefield. Within a hundred paces, only jagged reefs and rising mist remained.
On the Chaotic Stone Beach of Threadline Gorge, the river wind was like a blade, slicing through the dead silence.
The two groups stood less than ten zhang apart. Although the hundreds of Demon-slaying Guards and River Patrol Warriors barely managed to counter Wei Chuan’s presence with their superior numbers, every one of them had palms slick with cold sweat.
Standing opposite them weren’t just a few inspectors from Dayuan Prefecture, but the vast, unshakeable laws of the Immortal Dynasty they represented.
A higher rank could crush a man, to say nothing of the fact that their opponents also had higher Cultivations.
Just as Wei Chuan drew his saber and Chu Bai prepared for battle, the Inspector Token floating in midair suddenly erupted with a brilliant silver light.
The flowing cloud patterns on its surface seemed to come alive at that moment. A voice—ancient, majestic, and utterly devoid of emotion—rumbled from deep within the token:
"The Inspection Department is on a case. Does someone dare to interfere?"
The voice wasn’t loud, yet it felt as if it had detonated deep within everyone’s Sea of Consciousness.
Following this question, a pressure as vast as the starry sky, the might of the Foundation Establishment Stage, poured out of the token. It instantly connected to the Law Net that had been sealed within a ten-li radius.
"By order: Seal."
"All irrelevant personnel, withdraw beyond a hundred paces!"
BOOM!
The moment the command was given, all the Demon-slaying Guards and River Patrol Warriors present felt their bodies stiffen. Their internal Spiritual Power was instantly reversed by the immense torrent of Official Qi.
To their horror, they found their legs no longer seemed to obey their minds. Under that supreme imperial will, they all sheathed their weapons and, like string puppets, stiffly retreated step by step.
"No... I can’t stop my legs!"
"This is... the might of a Foundation Establishment Stage Great Cultivator?!"
Cries of alarm rose and fell, but they were powerless against the compulsory force of the law.
Han Xingmo’s eyes flew wide, veins bulging on his forehead. As a Junior Eighth Grade Water School captain, he used every ounce of his Magical Power to resist the urge to retreat.
However, under the wash of the Foundation Establishment Divine Thought, his defense was as fragile as paper. After gritting his teeth and holding on for three breaths, he ultimately stumbled back three steps in defeat, exiting the circle that had been protecting Chu Bai.
In an instant, the hundred-plus people who had been crowded around Chu Bai were all cleared away by the voice from the token, leaving him standing alone on the riverside reef.
Chu Bai also felt that immense, crushing pressure.
It wasn’t just a suppression of Cultivation, but a form of Dimensional Strike from the Great Zhou Law Net against a lower-ranked official.
The Spiritual Power in his body darted about frantically like a frightened school of fish, and his Divine Thought ached from the voice’s reverberations.
But he did not retreat.
Not only did he not retreat, but a faint rumbling began to emanate from Chu Bai’s Iron Bones.
By resisting with his Divine Thought, and aided by the fact that the attack was not direct—its power merely channeled through the token—his legs seemed to take root in the reef, allowing him to stubbornly withstand the might of the Foundation Establishment Stage.
"Hm?"
The voice from the token uttered a soft sound of surprise, seemingly not expecting that someone in this remote County could withstand a Foundation Establishment command.
However, the voice did not linger on it.
"Wei Chuan, do not delay. Take the object."
With that, the silver light on the token abruptly receded, returning to its dim state. Although the Law Net remained sealed, the suffocating power of the command had dissipated.
"As you command!"
Seeing this, a triumphant, maniacal grin spread across Wei Chuan’s face. He knew that the great personage backing him had lost patience and had personally cleared the obstacles for him from afar.
He leveled his saber and strode forward, each step kicking up clouds of dust. His sinister eyes were fixed on the golden light in Chu Bai’s arms as he chuckled grimly:
"Chu Bai, you heard the great one. Now... there’s no one left to protect you. Hand it over!"
In the dead silence between heaven and earth, Wei Chuan moved.
"Must it come to this!"
With a savage grin, Wei Chuan took his first step, brandishing his silver Long Saber.
As an Inspector Captain of Dayuan Prefecture’s Inspection Department, he had been immersed in the Qi Cultivation Perfection Realm for many years. When he struck, he did so with the force of a thunderbolt.
Gold and Wood Element Spiritual Power intertwined madly around his body. The sharpness of the Gold Element was like ten thousand needles pricking one’s face, making the very air shriek as if being torn apart.
The Wood Element’s life force, however, had been refined by him into a bizarre, entangling quality—chilling and viscous—which infused his saber’s momentum with an elusive, venomous ferocity amidst its raw power.
"Since you insist on resisting, don’t blame my blade for being merciless!"
Before his voice had even faded, Wei Chuan’s figure abruptly vanished, leaving behind only an afterimage being torn apart by Sword Qi.
Unleashing the full might of his Qi Cultivation Perfection Magical Power, his saber slashed through the thick black mist, creating a piercing sonic boom as it shot straight for Chu Bai.
Chu Bai’s expression was as tranquil as still water. In that instant, his Divine Thought spread out like a tide.
Within his two-hundred-and-twenty-zhang Domain, Wei Chuan’s attack—which appeared as fast as lightning to outsiders—was precisely deconstructed by Chu Bai’s locked-on Divine Thought.
Every tremor of muscle, every wisp of flowing Spiritual Power, and even the slightest deviation of the Long Saber as it tore through the air, was rendered in perfect detail within Chu Bai’s Sea of Consciousness.
[Guardian Shield]!
Chu Bai traced a profound arc in front of him with his hands. A Perfection Level shield of light solidified in an instant, appearing almost tangible.
At the same time, the dark-gold luster under his skin flared, and he pushed the [Iron Bone Casting Body Technique] to its absolute limit.
Instead of retreating, he advanced! At the exact moment the Long Saber fell, he shifted his body slightly and met the blade head-on with his [Hundred Battles Armor]-covered shoulder!

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