I am a living immortal.

On this day, the previously motionless Floating Mountain suddenly began to move. The surrounding treasure ships of the Great Xi Imperial Family were also ready to depart, apparently fully prepared.

In this tense atmosphere of impending storm, the sky seemed to sense something was amiss. The rainy weather had persisted for several days.

The weather today is even more terrifyingly dark.

The coalition of these major sects finally concluded its discussion. Li Shu's reputation had risen to prominence by this time, and because of his talent, several sect leaders eventually agreed to let him try.

But that was a last resort. After all, it wasn't controllable, so it was best not to use it if possible. Because of Li Shu, the Haori Immortal Sect had almost halved the number of cannon fodder they needed to send to the battlefield.

The two men confronting Shang Jingzong had already sensed the departure of Floating Mountain. The Shang Jingzong leader opened his eyes, relieved but also tinged with worry. Relief that the group had finally reached an agreement, and worry that Shenlong was too calm—not feigned, but genuinely calm, a sign that he was determined to win and didn't even take them seriously. He had kept his promise, which was to wait for them to be fully prepared.

This feeling was actually not very pleasant, and he didn't understand where the other party's confidence came from.

Although this person is very special and very strong, even far surpassing anyone I have met before, he should be at the same level and not too outrageous.

But how could they be easily dealt with when they were so well prepared? Not to mention that Baima Mountain had moved the Floating Mountain here, this Floating Mountain wasn't originally designed for logistics—it was a fortress.

A true fortress. Combined with this fortress and the large formation that could be deployed by thousands of immortal cultivators, it was even far superior to the golden light formation he had hastily arranged.

What's more, human power will be exhausted, and the Floating Mountain formation will become more stable with the blessing of spirit stones, which is something he cannot do.

Furthermore, the treasure ships built by the Daxi royal family were not just for show.

There are still countless methods that have not been revealed.

The last time a great demon descended upon the world, it was too sudden. They hadn't made much preparation and had only brought a few elders with them. Although it wasn't smooth sailing, they had still managed to severely injure the demon and drive it back.

However, regardless of whether there is a bottom or not, they have to fight each other.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. So the headmaster of the Shangjing Sect took a step back and said, "Shangjing Sect, Sun Jia, please teach me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden light formation instantly shrank. Maintaining such a formation alone was still a bit strenuous, but when the golden light formation shrank, Sun Jia was obviously much more relaxed.

The Mirage Dragon just nodded slightly.

The golden light formation closed, replaced by another. This formation, centered around Floating Mountain, was composed of thousands of cultivators. Mirage Dragon felt the immense pressure on his shoulders. He stretched his muscles, but found them much more sluggish than before. He had been able to move freely even under the golden light formation.

And it seems that Sun Jia was not affected much.

The whole person floated up into the air. Beside him were already six people of different expressions and ages. They should be the world's top fighting force.

Mirage Dragon glanced at the group. The majestic man in the dragon robe caught his eye a few more times. In terms of strength, this man was the strongest of the six, but he seemed superficial, not as solid as the others.

Of the remaining few, the two from the Haori Immortal Sect and the Great Wilderness Sword Sect were the most powerful. If ranked by strength, the man in the dragon robe was in the first tier, these two were in the second tier, and the remaining three were in the third tier.

Of course, this was based on strength; it could only be said that they were relatively capable in combat. The Shangjing Sect's headmaster was skilled in formations, and the White Horse Mountain's demand for the formation's power shouldn't be underestimated. And the last person from Xinghai Pavilion was a woman who gave him the feeling of "the highest virtue is like water; water benefits all things without contention." It was just a feeling, but he knew this woman hadn't yet reached that level. She was the closest to the "Tao" among the group. It was worth noting, but not too much, because she was clearly a supporting figure like Cao Chen.

The mirage dragon's gaze didn't linger on the six people for long, but instead looked beyond the wall of people. Li Shu was originally observing from the floating mountain, and their gazes suddenly met.

Li Shu was so frightened that he took two steps back in panic - it was so terrifying.

The mirage dragon smiled in response. It seemed that this was the one Su Mu had mentioned. It was truly dangerous. Even his eyes were stung. It was not simple.

The six people across from them remained silent, their hearts sinking. The mirage dragon seemed to have seen through them completely.

This shows that the other party's vision is definitely superior to theirs.

"What a trouble." It was the female headmaster who spoke.

"How did you drag him until now?" Hao Ri Xian Zong looked at Sun Jia in disbelief. He didn't believe that Sun Jia had that ability.

"We talked about it, and he wants to make a deal with us, but this deal needs to be done after the winner is decided." Sun Jia glanced at the man in dragon robe as he spoke.

The man in the dragon robe looked at him unkindly, but he still reminded him, "Now is not the time to chat."

"What are you waiting for?" Mirage Dragon raised his hand and said to everyone.

"Come on, let me see if you are qualified to trade with me."

"Arrogant!" The man who spoke, carrying an ancient sword on his back, slung the sword. The moment Shenlong finished speaking, he drew the ancient sword with one hand, and with a single blow, a cold light burst forth. The Great Wilderness Sword Sect, named after the sword, was renowned for its swords.

The distance between the two sides was bridged in just a few steps. Holding a sword in one hand and pointing at the mirage dragon with the other, he shouted angrily:

"cut!!"

The sharp wind from the sword's energy blew painfully across Mirage Dragon's face. The sword had been nurtured for hundreds of years, and the last time it was used was when the Great Demon was born, and that strike had severely wounded the Great Demon.

This time, the sword was even more powerful. After hundreds of years of nurturing, the sword was unsheathed with its sharp edge. Mirage Dragon looked at the sword that was slashing out and could not help but be cautious.

"He does have some skills." He had seen people cultivating swords. Su Mu was cultivating a sword. The more restrained and ordinary it was, the sharper it would be when it was swung out.

This is the situation of the headmaster of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect at the moment.

And that's not all. As he drew his sword, the others moved simultaneously, the formation pressing down. Mirage Dragon estimated that he would need several times more force to deliver his usual blow.

It's not just the formation, there's also that woman causing trouble.