System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

With such a comparison, the disciples of Cangyun Ridge naturally felt fearless, as if victory was assured. However, this was exactly what Chen Xuan wanted; he wanted their excessive confidence and arrogance.

Pride comes before a fall; this age-old truth applies equally to the world of cultivators.

After hearing Ziyun and the others' arrogant remarks through his divine sense, Chen Xuan finally understood what Biluo had said to him and the admonition he had received.

Recalling what Biluo had solemnly told him back then: "There are 84,000 paths to the Dao, and countless cultivators. Each one has a different background, different experiences, and different insights, and their preferred methods of fighting are ever-changing. When you arrive in that great world in the future, you must be careful and cautious when facing cultivators, no matter how low their cultivation level is."

These were the words that Biluo herself said to Chen Xuan.

At first, he didn't have a direct understanding of these words. However, from the changes on the border of the Jiang clan to the invasion of the three overlords, and then to his taking command of the battle, gradually leading the enemy into the trap and achieving one victory after another, he truly understood how deep the waters were in the power struggles of the cultivation world.

For example, the mysterious ability of divine sense was something that even the disciples of Cangyun Ridge could never have imagined, even though they racked their brains. They could never have imagined that Chen Xuan, a person at the Innate Realm, would possess it.

In fact, according to common sense, the awakening of divine consciousness is usually a standard feature of primordial spirit cultivators.

Once divine sense is activated, every detail within the area is clearly visible; once the Heavenly Eye is activated, even the weakest formations and techniques can be seen through.

Thanks to Chen Xuan's assistance and strategic coordination, the Jiang clan was able to achieve a victory against overwhelming odds and turn the tide of the battle, even when facing the combined might of the three overlords, the powerful Cangyunling disciples, and the overwhelming force of their army.

With these scenes flashing through his mind, how could Chen Xuan not feel awe for this cultivation world?

In just a few breaths, the two sides engaged in a fierce battle had already determined the victor.

In this war, the three major overlords of Qushan—the Ruan, Hong, and Dou clans—along with their clan leaders, a total of thirty cultivators at the Pifu realm, were all slaughtered by the Jiang clan. Without such a number of top-tier warriors to bolster their tribes, the decline of the three clans was inevitable.

Chen Xuan peered through the formation at the battlefield where Jiang Ming and the others were located.

The scattered severed limbs and mutilated corpses on the ground resembled a gruesome painting, a truly shocking sight.

The tattered clothes fluttered gently in the breeze, as if telling the story of the ruthless slaughter that Jiang had just carried out on them. Bloodstains flowed along the mountain gullies, spreading across the ground and emitting a pungent, fishy smell.

"Quickly clean up the battlefield and restore spiritual energy."

Chen Xuan's words carried to everyone's ears like a command. Jiang Ming and Jiang Tianxiao had no time to be excited; they hurriedly took out the spiritual medicine passed down from their ancestors and carefully put it into their mouths.

The elixirs were taken out, each one glistening and emitting a faint glow, as if containing boundless vitality. The members of the Jiang clan sat cross-legged, took the elixirs, and then closed their eyes, their faces showing solemn expressions, clearly all trying their best to recover their depleted spiritual energy.

"Young friend Chen Xuan, what should we do next?" Jiang Tianxiao asked anxiously while trying to recover his spiritual energy. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were filled with worry and expectation.

“There are no experts in breaking the formation in the Qushan lineage, which means that the one who can break the formation is in another Cangyunling disciple team.” Jiang Ming also looked worried. “If they are allowed to comprehend the operation of the formation for a long time, given the foundation of the Cangyunling sect’s formations, how long can our formation hold up?”

"We must kill them quickly, regardless of the cost, otherwise once the formation is broken, we will have to face another team with peak strength."

Immediately, other high-ranking members of the Jiang clan echoed this sentiment. Their voices were filled with tension and unease.