My talisman pen is omnipotent. How should you deal with it?

After hearing this, Changchun Patriarch showed a trace of embarrassment on his face. He coughed lightly and then explained:

"Fellow Daoist Chu, since you all came here together, it is reasonable to arrange you all together. However, a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Perfection Realm is too important to us. The primary mission of the three of us here is to support the seven fortresses. Sometimes the enemy will attack from multiple directions, which makes it difficult for us to resist. In this case, only cultivators at the Perfection Realm can handle it with ease. That is why I hope that Fellow Daoist Su can stay and lend us a hand."

Although Changchun Patriarch's words did not point it out directly, Chu Ci already understood the deep meaning. Only cultivators who have reached the perfect state of Nascent Soul are qualified to stay here and take charge of the reception.

Before Chu Ci could speak, the tokens hanging on the waists of the other three suddenly flashed. Everyone's face changed slightly, and they quickly reached out to take the tokens.

"Not good! Fort No. 1 and Fort No. 7 have both spotted the enemy, the Fuso are attacking!" Changchun Patriarch said anxiously, stood up suddenly, turned around and looked at Yifeng and Chijin behind him, and said in a deep voice:

"My two brothers, you quickly go to Fort No. 1 for support. I will rush to Fort No. 7 immediately!"

This place is nearly a thousand miles away from those fortresses, so the monks stationed in the fortresses can discover the enemy situation earlier.

The range and strength of Chu Ci's spiritual consciousness exceeded those of ordinary cultivators, so when the three received the news, Chu Ci also sensed something in his spiritual consciousness.

He stood up suddenly and shouted to Changchun Patriarch: "Brother Changchun, wait a moment! The enemy has more than just two waves of troops, there are also enemy traces here!"

As Chu Ci spoke, he pointed to a location on the map. When Patriarch Changchun looked closely, he found that it was the location of Fortress No. 3.

Chu Ci continued, "From what I can see, this place should be their main attack direction, so all those who come here are Nascent Soul cultivators!"

Patriarch Changchun couldn't help but be stunned. They hadn't noticed it yet, so how could Chu Ci, an early Nascent Soul cultivator, notice it?

Moreover, logically speaking, the enemy should be about a thousand miles away from the forbidden fortress, which means they should be at least fifteen or sixteen hundred miles away from them. This distance is far beyond the range of the Nascent Soul cultivator's spiritual awareness. How could Chu Ci sense it so keenly?

"Is what Fellow Daoist Chu said true?" Patriarch Changchun was filled with doubts and was hesitant for a moment.

Chu Ci said solemnly: "The battlefield is of vital importance. How dare I slack off or play with it! Brother Changchun, please make a decision as soon as possible. Otherwise, if these eight Nascent Soul cultivators arrive, I'm afraid Fortress No. 3 will be lost immediately."

Changchun Patriarch was shocked: "How many people?"

"Eight!" Chu Ci answered decisively.

Patriarch Changchun thought about it for a while and finally decided to believe Chu Ci for once.

After all, if the other party could make a cultivator who had reached the Perfect Nascent Soul stage obey his orders, he must have some extraordinary means or extraordinary qualities, and he might even have practiced some spiritual skills.

"Brother Yifeng, you go to Fortress No. 1 immediately and pay close attention to the situation there. Brother Chijin, you go to Fortress No. 7 quickly. If you find anything unusual, inform me immediately." Patriarch Changchun acted decisively and made rapid arrangements.

The two men responded in unison, then leaped out of the cave without hesitation, and rushed towards the directions they were responsible for like meteors.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, there is no time to lose. Let's set off and go to Fortress No. 3 to check it out."

Changchun Patriarch turned to Chu Ci and said, then walked out. A group of people, including Ma Zhijie and Ouyang Feifei, all flew to Fortress No. 3.

On the way, Chu Ci discovered that Ma Zhijie and Ouyang Feifei were running very fast, which was not inferior to Wanying in the Nascent Soul stage at all, and was even faster. Judging from this point alone, it seems that these two people might really be able to match a Nascent Soul cultivator.

The journey of more than a thousand miles passed in a flash, and Changchun Patriarch became increasingly uneasy. He had been flying all the way here, but he had never been able to detect any trace of the enemy within his spiritual sense. Where were the eight Nascent Soul cultivators mentioned by Chu Ci? He couldn't help but feel puzzled.

In a blink of an eye, they were close to Fort No. 3. At this moment, several dark shadows suddenly appeared in the distance. Changchun Patriarch was shocked. Sure enough, something was happening! However, to his surprise, his spiritual consciousness had no reaction to this.

He looked carefully and found that there were exactly eight black shadows!

Almost at the same time, the other party also noticed Chu Ci and others.

The gray-haired monk in the lead had a look of astonishment on his face, and he obviously found it unbelievable that his carefully planned operation had been discovered.

In an instant, the two sides met on a narrow road. The gray-haired man stared at Changchun Patriarch and others with cold eyes, and suddenly spurted out a black bead from his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that you would find out in the end."

As he spoke, the others followed suit, and each of them spit out a black bead identical to the previous one.

It was not until this moment that Patriarch Changchun's spiritual sense suddenly became aware of the existence of the people opposite him.

He suddenly realized, as if waking from a dream, that these guys actually used a secret technique to conceal their spiritual consciousness. No wonder he could not sense their breath.

After realizing this, Changchun Patriarch couldn't help but cast his eyes on Chu Ci. In such a difficult situation, Chu Ci was not only able to see the whereabouts of these people in advance, but also accurately reported the number of the other side, which was really admirable.

At this moment, the monks in Fort No. 3 finally came to their senses.

I saw a man about thirty years old leading more than a hundred people suddenly flying into the air.

This man has a tall and straight figure, a high nose, a broad mouth, sword-like eyebrows, and bright eyes. He exudes a powerful and surging spiritual power. It is Li Zhengfeng.

He also suddenly noticed someone appearing around the fortress just now, and he quickly revealed himself in surprise.

As soon as Li Zhengfeng saw the gray-haired man, he roared in anger: "Ye Sha! Why the hell are you here again!"

Before he finished speaking, a golden sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he pounced towards the gray-haired man like a tiger descending from the mountain.

The grey-haired man was not afraid at all, and said to the two men who looked the same beside him: "You two hold off the old thief Changchun, while I take care of this Li Zhengfeng first."

After he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and he rushed towards Li Zhengfeng like lightning.

The speed of these two people was astonishingly fast, like two whirlwinds, but there was another person who was even faster.

Chu Ci's figure suddenly flashed, and the next moment he appeared in front of Ye Sha like a ghost. Then he punched out with a fierce force, hitting Ye Sha's chest.