The daytime fireworks erupted into the sky, the power of hundreds of Mechanical Beasts rising together was dazzling.

The brilliant colors filled the entire sky, as if it had been painted.

It must be said that the martial strength displayed by the Mo Family gave both groups a considerable shock.

"Could this technique be the pinnacle of the Central Continent?"

The twelve led by Wang Xingzhi all exclaimed.

They had been hiding deep in the Endless Sea Domain, seldom or never stepping into the Central Continent, and were surprised to see the artifact refining skills there had become so advanced.

"It happens to be quite similar to the methods of our Holy Sect."

Another group of over a dozen cultivators also praised the Mo Family’s skills, though only praised, for this power was sufficient in the Central Continent but not before them.

"Unfortunately, it can only unleash a power comparable to the Realm of Transcendence."

Only three of them needed to step forward to completely intercept all these attacks.

Another man made a move, and suddenly falling stars descended like a torrential downpour on lotus leaves.

The once-mighty Mechanical Beasts, under such a starry torrent, gradually disintegrated; some Mechanical Beasts were directly burned, or key parts were melted, rendering them immobile.

"Retreat!"

Mo Yushu decisively ordered, thinking they could at least give these cultivators a lesson, but in the end, they were so easily defeated, staying any longer would be of no use.

Countless Mo Family members rushed out from the mechanical fortress, beginning a hasty retreat.

Only Mo Xiuwen remained not far away, dismantling the gigantic mechanism, and Mo Yushu, seeing this, shouted anxiously.

"Xiuwen, stop dismantling, hurry up and leave!"

In his eyes, the Mo Family’s mechanisms were completely useless, anything further was meaningless.

However, Mo Xiuwen wouldn’t give in, biting his teeth he turned a deaf ear.

The battle above was re-engaging; Wang Xingzhi and his group were struggling to resist, the momentum of defeat was apparent.

Unnoticeably, several more figures joined, all were cultivators coming from other State Prefectures after completing their missions.

This meant yet another State Prefecture had completely fallen.

Liu Zongyuan gritted his teeth, they couldn’t beat them before, and now the opponents had the numerical advantage, how could they fight this?

"You kill these dogs from the Celestial Dao Sect, we will activate the array base."

Several cultivators broke off from the Yama Hall group, turning to attack the Mo Family here.

More headed toward the nearby prefecture city.

Huge booming sounds echoed, a mere casual strike reduced the vast Divine Strategy Institute to ashes.

A Mo Family team escaping was turned into ice sculptures and smashed under a certain cultivator’s freezing powers.

Weak glows emanated from the bodies of these dead cultivators, subsequently gathering toward a certain direction.

Moreover, the glows increased, especially toward a distant direction.

If it continued like this, the array base would be activated.

Liu Zongyuan looked grim, breaking away from the team, and pursued into the distance.

This side, Wang Xingzhi and the others were battling increasingly harder, especially facing the enemy’s strange and peculiar powers, making it difficult to withstand.

"Let me go!"

At this moment, Wang Xingzhi spoke helplessly, before departing he’d been bound to those around him to prevent the side effect of getting lost, now bound together, he feared becoming a burden to others.

Yet the others hesitated, in such a battlefield, should his damn side effect send him into the enemy’s encirclement, it equated to seeking death.

"No problem!"

Wang Xingzhi was quite confident, though getting lost was absurd, he was never sent into danger, from the fact he was never sent outside the mist in the Small Cave Paradise had hinted at this.

Without the shackle’s restraint, Wang Xingzhi took one step forward and disappeared instantly.

When he reappeared, his face turned slightly pale.

Damn, despite assurances of not sending to danger, it backfired so quickly.

He had actually mixed into the Yama Hall’s team, silently appearing behind these people, watching them ruthlessly attack his own people.

At that moment, Wang Xingzhi made a silent move, a galaxy descended from above, washing over the defenseless opponents in front of him.

On the other hand, the Yama Hall crowd suddenly felt chills, especially with a chilling sensation down their spines, looking back, they all were utterly shocked.

The group scattered in panic, yet three unlucky ones were swept away several miles by the galaxy, whether alive or dead was unknown, but they likely did not fare well.

"Damn it."

Filled with hatred, the group wanted to surround him, yet Wang Xingzhi took several steps in the air and disappeared once again.

Silently and tracklessly.

This terrified the Yama Hall people, such bizarre ability was beyond even their experience.

Wang Xingzhi reappeared at the Mo Family’s side, before him, two Yama Hall cultivators were mercilessly attacking the Mo Family members.

Again from the back?

Wang Xingzhi wore a peculiar expression as he silently drew up yet another star river, stealthily advancing to kill.

Puff!

Two cultivators were stabbed brutally from behind, spilling a large amount of blood before falling to the ground.

When he took a few more steps, once again he appeared behind... some unfortunate Yama Hall cultivator!

"Watch out!"

By the time the others realized it, it was too late—Wang Xingzhi had succeeded in another sneak attack.

Unfortunately, it was too rushed. If given enough time, annihilating the opponent would be no problem.

At this point, Wang Xingzhi seemed to have comprehended something.

The world’s protection and double blessings in the front make getting lost beneficial, especially when encountering incidents where the side effects of losing one’s way straighten things out.

Of course, when there’s nothing happening, it would probably be as unruly as ever.

This love-hate ability, no one knows what effect it can have.

Thinking of this, Wang Xingzhi’s heart suddenly burned with enthusiasm, his steps quickening, becoming elusive in an instant.

Now, it was the other’s turn to suffer.

Even though Wang Xingzhi was alone, who could stand the relentless backstabbing, especially when fighting just fine and suddenly getting unexpectedly stabbed from behind?

Moreover, his disappearance left no trace, even capturing his presence was useless. Once Wang Xingzhi disappeared, even his aura vanished without a trace.

"How does the Celestial Dao Sect have such a disgusting ability?"

A Yama Hall cultivator ground his teeth.

In contrast, the Celestial Dao Sect cultivators were ecstatic, launching a fierce counterattack thanks to Wang Xingzhi’s harassment.

The roles of offense and defense were instantly reversed.

Yama Hall cultivators lamented in distress, especially since Wang Xingzhi kept appearing behind them, sometimes above them, or even under their feet.

Even if he didn’t attack, just this was enough to disgust them.

Truth be told, they’ve developed a shadow over it, always turning back to look every few breaths.

Mo Xiuwen finally finished disassembling and reassembling the items in his hand.

Just then, the two unfortunate cultivators struggled to their feet and were about to make a move the moment they saw Mo Xiuwen.

However, Mo Xiuwen was quicker. The mechanism behind him instantly flew up, with dozens of dark cannon barrels pointing directly at the two cultivators’ foreheads.

"Can your Yama Hall create a mechanism that allows mortals to annihilate those in the Divine Platform Realm?"

At this moment, Mo Xiuwen seemed crazed, stunning the two severely injured cultivators.

"I can!"

As his words fell, countless Spirit Stones within the mechanism shattered, energy gradually converging until a massive blast shot forth, sending the two cultivators soaring into the sky, erupting into a dazzling display in the void.

This massive commotion shocked everyone into immobility.

The force just now was ample enough to threaten them—to say threaten is mild—it could indeed obliterate them.

Mo Xiuwen looked up at the Yama Hall cultivators, the dozens of cannon barrels moving with his gaze.

He thought about firing again to obliterate this arrogant scum.

This startled the cultivators, who quickly dispersed.

Yet, after a moment, Mo Xiuwen’s expression turned odd as he sobered up.

No more Spirit Stones!

The last attack had already consumed a massive amount of Spirit Stones.

The Yama Hall cultivators seemed to realize this too, immediately sending someone forward.

"Kill him."

Creating such a terrifying device cannot be allowed to live.

Especially such a thing enough to obliterate those in the Divine Platform Realm.

Without pause, the Ghostly Realm dropped from the sky, with the cultivator intending to annihilate in one move.

Mo Xiuwen’s face turned pale, finding himself with nowhere to hide.

In that instant, the cultivator halted as if struck by lightning, and turning back with difficulty, he saw that damn old face again, and once more a backstab.

Wang Xingzhi’s sneak attack succeeded, with his old face filled with joy.

"Don’t blame me, blame fate."

Wherever he appeared now, he’d backstab there!

Forget what outsiders think about his elusiveness—even he himself doesn’t know where he’ll appear next.

If you’re backstabbed by him, you can only blame your own bad luck.