Traveling through time to cultivate immortality: a life and death test

"Sister Yan, don't worry too much. Although the world is in chaos, the Qianji Sect still has its foundation. As long as those in power do not act recklessly, it will be more than enough to defend the base camp." Chen Gong saw that Nangong Yan was very worried, so he comforted her.

"Senior Brother Cao is a steady person and should adopt a defensive strategy. But I am still uneasy. The Hehuan Sect next to us is not honest. The old demon Hehuan is sweet-mouthed but has a sharp tongue. He is not someone to be trifled with." Nangong Yan said slowly.

"Hmph! That old demon Hehuan is so hateful. I'd like to see his skills. He dares to bully Sister Yan's sect like this. I will definitely beat him up to vent my anger!" Chen Gong said viciously.

"Hehe, he is definitely not your opponent." Nangong Yan was amused by Chen Gong's exaggerated posture.

Within the Qianji Sect, nearly ten thousand cultivators were engaged in military training in the sect's welcoming square, guarded by numerous restrictions. Under the personal instruction of Lü Hua and Dao Lang, the disciples had already ingrained the military training inherited from Liu Xing, mastering the several combined attack techniques invented by Liu Xing to perfection.

"Brother Lang, after more than ten years of hard training, our disciples finally have the energy and spirit to fight." Lu Hua now has a goatee. While stroking his beard, he affirmed the price of the flute.

"Brother Lu is right. If two armies face off with equal strength, our army will surely win! I really want to lead them out to fight a few battles to practice their skills!" Daolang also agreed.

"Brother Lang, don't be anxious. It takes ten years to sharpen a sword. The day it is unsheathed, it will soar into the sky!" Lu Hua is not as sharp as Dao Lang, and seems particularly mature and steady.

"Haha, the master predicted that a turning point will come in these few days, so Brother Lang should be prepared." Seeing that Dao Lang was still unhappy, Lu Hua conveyed the master's rumor.

"Did Elder Cao really say that?" Dao Lang suddenly stood up, grabbed Lu Hua's arm, and asked anxiously.

"Haha, of course it's true." Lu Hua pried Dao Lang's hand apart with force and said with a smile. His arm was hurt by Dao Lang's grip.

"Hehe, great! We can go out now! The disciples have been feeling depressed for a long time, and so have I! You devil bastards outside, you are sneaking around and spying on my sect, I will make you pay soon!" Daolang paced back and forth, poking his hands constantly, looking eager to try.

Lü Hua looked at the excited Dao Lang with a smile. He, too, was holding back a grudge. How could anyone feel comfortable being locked up in their hometown for decades? Furthermore, there were a group of enemies outside, all eyeing them with eager eyes.

Outside the Thousand Machine Sect's restricted area, there were constant spies, especially from the Hehuan Sect, who had the most spies, roaming openly on the outskirts, completely disregarding the Thousand Machine Sect's authority. The Thousand Machine Sect's disciples were furious, but due to the sect's closed-door regulations, they were forbidden from venturing out to cause trouble; otherwise, they would have driven them away long ago.

"Finally we've made it ashore!" After going through so much hardship, the Demon Dragon Special Forces finally set foot on the vast land of Central China.

The Dragon aircraft carrier began to take off. To avoid alerting the enemy, the two warships activated their stealth restrictions. Unless they encountered them at close range, ordinary people would not be able to detect the warships. The three great monks on the ship were no mere decorations. When they encountered a master in the Nascent Soul stage, they quickly avoided him.

On this day, the sky was clear and two huge warships quietly appeared above the Qianji Sect.

"Sister Yan, is this your sect? It's really majestic and magnificent!" Chen Gong stood at the bow of the ship, overlooking the entire Qianji Sect.

"That was when the Marshal was the head of our sect. He led our sect to become the top of the top ten sects!" Nangong Yan said proudly. Seeing that Qianji Sect was intact, she finally let go of her worries.

"The sect protection ban is fully activated. Senior Brother Cao has indeed chosen the strategy of closing the mountain." Nangong Yan frowned and muttered.

"Who are those cultivators acting suspiciously outside?" Chen Gong asked curiously.

"Hmph, who else could it be? Just an enemy who is eyeing our sect! I'm going to wipe them all out right now. Anyone who dares to have ill intentions towards our sect must pay the price!" Nangong Yan said angrily, a fierce murderous aura rising into the sky, and then she rushed out.

"Demon Dragon Special Forces Team B, listen up! All members, attack! Leave no cultivator within a thousand-kilometer radius of the restricted area alive! Anyone who escapes will be punished by military law!"

"Yes!" The special forces members acted quickly. The warship first flew back to the periphery, then airborne, gradually closing the net from the outside to the inside.

"Fellow Daoist, what brings you here?" A Nascent Soul Elder from the He Huan Sect, who was overseeing the area, was meditating on a rock when he suddenly saw a strange man appear before him, startling him. Seeing that the man was a late Nascent Soul cultivator, he was terrified and turned to flee.

"Hmph, it's too late to leave now!" A fierce look flashed across Chen Gong's face. He attacked the Nascent Soul master and seriously injured him. Then he grabbed the other's Nascent Soul and began to search his soul.

"So this is what the Hehuan Sect is like. You won't be able to jump around for many more days, hehe." Chen Gong rubbed his hands, and the elder of the Hehuan Sect disappeared instantly.

"Wow, so rich? There are quite a lot of good things." Chen Gong picked up the other party's storage bag and looked at it curiously. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. The amount of wealth was two or three times that of the same-level cultivators in Chaos Country.

The killing was carried out quietly within a radius of a thousand kilometers, and there were almost no major fights. No matter whether they were open sentries or hidden stakes, they were eliminated one by one without any resistance.

In just half a day, all the special forces members returned to the sky above Qianji Sect, and all the storage bags they had collected were handed over to Chen Gong, who obeyed the orders and carried out them without any reservation.

The movement outside the restricted area was finally discovered by the Qianji Sect's top brass. Cao Changyun was the first to react and rushed out.

"Brother Cao, how are you these days?" Nangong Yan flew up to Cao Changyun and greeted him with a smile.

Cao Changyun stared blankly at the two huge warships in front of him, which brought him tremendous pressure.

"Junior sister, have you broken through to the late Nascent Soul stage?!" Cao Changyun glanced at Nangong Yan and was inexplicably surprised again.

"Yes, it's all thanks to Liu Xing. We in Qianji Sect are no longer afraid of anyone!" Nangong Yan said proudly.

"Good! That's great! I calculated that our sect would soon see a turning point. It turns out that my junior sister has returned! By the way, where is Liu Xing?" Cao Changyun asked again.

"Brother Cao, don't worry. I will report to you in detail right away. How about lifting the restriction first and let us in?" Nangong Yan saw that Elder Cao was startled and had endless questions to ask, so she quickly interrupted him.

"Oh oh oh, okay, okay, senior brother, I am old and confused, and I have neglected all the distinguished guests!" Cao Changyun apologized, knowing that he was rude, and hurriedly opened the ban.

All the spies outside were killed, he could smell the blood, and with his junior sister in front of him, it was naturally impossible that the enemy was scheming.