Everyone crowded together, their eyes fixed on Liu Wuxie.

On the other side, the Grand Unity Sect led the Nalan Clan, the Immortal Slaughter Palace, the Loulan Race, and other experts as they clustered together to discuss how to kill Liu Wuxie.

In sheer numbers, their overall strength even surpassed the Heavenly Dragon Sect. Other than Dong Wu, only Liu Wuxie could stand against quasi-immortals.

The Grand Unity Sect, the Nalan Clan, the Loulan Race, and the Immortal Slaughter Palace had each dispatched a quasi-immortal. It was two against four. With a large number of experts at the peak of the Heaven Gaze Realm as well, their combined forces still outweighed the Heavenly Dragon Sect, giving them a high likelihood of killing Liu Wuxie.

On top of that, the Grand Unity Sect also pulled in other forces, such as the Abyssal Gate, the Ghost Sect, the remnants of the Faceless Clan, the Demon Clan, and anyone with a blood feud against Liu Wuxie.

They planned to rally whatever forces they could for a crusade against Liu Wuxie. The other sects felt restless, too. Many of them held no feud with Liu Wuxie, yet they all coveted his immortal arts. Even with so many quasi-immortals present, few could comprehend an immortal art.

"Wuxie, the Grand Unity Sect might make a move against us," Luo Hai whispered to him.

Before Liu Wuxie's arrival, both sides had been holding a tense standoff, with no one daring to strike first. Now that Liu Wuxie had arrived, how could they possibly miss such a golden opportunity?

"No need to bother with them. As for this mysterious gate, I suspect it connects to another plane, maybe it even reaches the celestial realm," Liu Wuxie said simply.

He did not even bother to glance toward the Grand Unity Sect. He already understood what they were scheming, but he did not care. With his strength, no number of experts at the Quasi-Immortal Realm could contend with him.

With the Heretic Blade, Nightmare City, and the Nine Absolute Fists he had just comprehended, he could even put up a fight against an immortal.

Everyone went rigid in disbelief the instant they heard what Liu Wuxie said. "Connected to the celestial realm?!"

The celestial realm lay far beyond their reach, and they had only heard of it in legends. As for ascending to the celestial realm, countless people had dreamed of it, as only immortals could possess an endless lifespan.

In the astral domains, even quasi-immortals, despite their long lifespans, faced a great upheaval every ten thousand years, and many could not endure it. Only true immortals could stand unshaken through the changing tides of the world.

"That's just a speculation of mine," Liu Wuxie said. They would know once the gate spat something out.

If those items carried laws of the Fleeting Cloud Celestial Realm, he would sense them immediately. He desperately needed the laws of the Fleeting Cloud Celestial Realm. Treasures or trash did not matter, as long as they contained laws.

Only laws of the Fleeting Cloud Celestial Realm could empower the Nine Absolute Fists. The more he refined, the stronger the fist technique would become.

Suddenly, the massive gate shuddered and made the entire Outer Astral Spacetime tremble with it. That instantly made everyone spring to their feet, their eyes snapping to the mysterious gate.

No one knew what it concealed. Some cultivators had even tried to enter, only to realize they still could not reach the gate, even after flying for seven to eight days.

The vibration lasted only over a dozen breaths before it calmed.

"This tremor has been going on for the past seven or eight days now, growing stronger each time," Zhuge Ming explained to them.

Liu Wuxie executed Ghost Pupil and pushed his perception across immeasurable distances, trying to see through the mysterious gate. It lay too far away, and after Ghost Pupil traveled those vast distances, his divine sense began to dissipate.

This region served as a safe zone for cultivators, and the farther one went, the easier it became to slip out of the Outer Astral Spacetime entirely. By then, even a quasi-immortal could not return. That meant even Liu Wuxie did not dare to attempt it lightly.

Suddenly, Liu Wuxie furrowed when he caught a familiar scent.

"Wuxie, did you notice something?" Dong Wu asked after seeing Liu Wuxie's reaction.

"I have a feeling that something is about to come out," Liu Wuxie replied. He had caught the celestial realm's scent earlier, so now he wondered whether this mysterious gate truly led to the celestial realm. Or an upheaval had occurred in the celestial realm, cracked the barrier between the two realms, and turned this gate into a fissure of the celestial realm itself.

To punch through the barrier between the two realms, one had to be at the Immortal Venerable Realm at the very least. The Immortal Venerable Realm already stood at the pinnacle of the celestial realm, and battles rarely broke out between them under normal circumstances.

The Fleeting Cloud Celestial Realm had not been peaceful, and many things could have taken place since his disappearance. The tremor could have been an aftershock of a battle in the celestial realm that reached the mortal realm.

As space trembled violently, a large rock shot out of the mysterious gate.

The instant the rock appeared, countless experts lunged forward to snatch it. Whether the rock was treasure or trash did not matter. They could seize it first and examine it later.

The fight for the rock erupted, and Liu Wuxie vanished from where he stood. No one craved the laws of the celestial realm more than he did.

Everyone in the surroundings rushed over as well, including experts from the Grand Unity Sect and the Immortal Slaughter Palace.

"You all stay here," Liu Wuxie said. His voice rang in Luo Hai's ears, making it clear he did not want them to join.

A battle would inevitably erupt for the possession of the rock. At that point, Liu Wuxie would not be able to split his attention to protect them.

Dong Wu also shot out, while the other elders fanned out into formation. If the rock flew into their zone, they could weave a giant net to intercept it.

It was only a rock, yet it sparked a frenzy among so many experts. More than a hundred quasi-immortals and over a thousand cultivators were present in the Heaven Gaze Realm, painting a terrifying scene.

Cultivators at the low levels of the Heaven Gaze Realm did not even have the right to approach. The aura of the quasi-immortals alone could send them all flying.

Planet lords from first-tier planets arrived in large numbers, and their cultivation matched the elders of the various sects.

In terms of pure speed, even quasi-immortals could not match Liu Wuxie. He executed Ghost Pupil and instantly locked onto the rock's trajectory. Others could not track the trajectory using airflow and velocity data, but Liu Wuxie easily pinned it down with Ghost Pupil.

Liu Wuxie erupted like a meteor, streaking through the sky and angling fifty meters as the rock appeared before him at that exact moment.

An abyssal devil flashed into view. "Liu Wuxie, get lost!" He reached for the rock, but Liu Wuxie beat him to it.

"You're the one who should get out of my way!" Liu Wuxie snapped back.

Anything that spat out from the gate belonged to no one, and whoever seized it first naturally owned it. He immediately conjured a palm and reached toward the rock.

In that same instant, experts poured in from the surroundings, unwilling to let Liu Wuxie succeed.

Liu Wuxie already terrified them, so who could stop him if they let him keep growing?

"Heretic Blade!" Liu Wuxie summoned the Heretic Blade, and it unleashed a blade ray.

A quasi-immortal artifact carried terrifying power, and the weaker quasi-immortals did not dare to meet it head-on. Yet the powerful quasi-immortals casually slapped the Heretic Blade away with a palm.

Liu Wuxie seized that opening and snatched the rock. He stuffed it into the interspatial ring in the blink of an eye.

"Liu Wuxie, die!" the abyssal devil roared furiously. The rock would have been his if Liu Wuxie hadn't beaten him to it. He immediately threw a punch at Liu Wuxie, unleashing terrifying power as expected of an Abyssal Race quasi-immortal. The punch surged like a tidal wave, whipping up a storm that swallowed Liu Wuxie.

If Liu Wuxie could not neutralize the attack, he would take it head-on. A quasi-immortal's punch could easily kill or, at the very least, inflict heavy injuries.

"Get lost!" Liu Wuxie naturally refused to sit and watch. He counterattacked the instant he secured the rock.

The two attacks collided, blasting a powerful shockwave outward and keeping the other cultivators from closing in.

Liu Wuxie rode the recoil to withdraw, swiftly pulling away and returning to the Heavenly Dragon Sect's region. By the time experts from the Grand Unity Sect arrived, they were already too late.

"Damn it! How did Liu Wuxie manage to predict the rock's trajectory?" The rock that shot out from the gate left no traceable trajectory, and everyone could only guess where it would land when it drew near.

Before they could react, Liu Wuxie had already beaten them to it. No one knew Liu Wuxie possessed Ghost Pupil, so how could they know what it did?

The Outer Astral Spacetime was too vast, and even with so many experts present, they could not possibly cover every corner while spread out.

"Elder Luo, we have to accelerate our plan to kill Liu Wuxie," Nalan Qianxun said. He was the Nalan Clan's quasi-immortal, and he had allied with the Grand Unity Sect the moment he had arrived in the Outer Astral Spacetime.

"Elder Nalan is right. We have to speed up," Meng Cheng said. He was the Immortal Slaughter Palace's quasi-immortal, with strength even superior to Chu Zhongtian.

Luo Jingshan was the Grand Unity Sect's grand elder who had high cultivation.

The last person stayed silent, a quasi-immortal from the Loulan Clan named Shi Yifan. They gathered together, all of them simmering with rage.

"Now that the treasures are about to erupt from the gate, we can bide our time and strike later. Acting now risks missing them. Once it’s over, we can deal with Liu Wuxie and the Heavenly Dragon Sect together," Luo Jingshan said, his voice laced with venom.

If they acted now, they would only hand the treasures to others, and they would miss everything that spewed out from the gate.

Everyone nodded, finding sense in Luo Jingshan's words. They could collect the treasures first, then go after Liu Wuxie.

"The abyssal race has sent the word that they're willing to work with us to kill Liu Wuxie," Meng Cheng added after that.

"The Ghost Sect also sent word that they're willing to join forces with the Nalan Clan," Nalan Qianxun said in return.

Everyone had sensed the danger when Liu Wuxie collected the first treasure, so they decided to ally against him.

But as the coalition grew, no one wanted to work with the Heavenly Dragon Sect, not even the Nine Dragon Palace, the Comet Temple, or the other forces. They all chose to remain silent.

They had come for the treasures, and while Liu Wuxie's fall would be a pity, it would not affect them much because their sect would continue to thrive. Most sects lacked the courage to fight so many experts for Liu Wuxie.

When Liu Wuxie returned to the camp, he pulled out the rock while everyone gathered around him.