My Master Knows It All

”What exactly is happening? With such a terrifying hurricane, other cultivators might be fine, but Immortal Lord Yue Long is already injured. I’m afraid he won’t be able to hold on in this dreadful hurricane.”

Immortal Lord Yue Long is from the Dragon Chant Sect, among Bi Yue’s generation of disciples, he is the most talented one in the Dragon Chant Sect.

Now, I’m afraid Immortal Lord Yue Long faces a grim fate.

Though these Wind Blades are terrifying, Cao Zhen can still withstand them. If even he can’t hold on, I’m afraid there won’t be many cultivators, if any, who can survive in this Primeval Realm relic.

What really troubles him is the suction within the hurricane. Slowly, he also realizes that he is not entirely unable to control his body. As long as he drifts following the direction of the hurricane, he can still move within a small range. However, trying to fly in the opposite direction of the hurricane is impossible.

For now, he can only fly wherever the hurricane directs him to.

Gradually, he feels the sharpness of those Wind Blades start to noticeably weaken, but they haven’t weakened to a point where they can be ignored.

Moreover, the suction within the hurricane has not reduced at all.

Gradually, more figures appear in his line of sight.

This hurricane should have covered the entire relic, so naturally it couldn’t have only affected them; other cultivators of various races are also impacted.

These cultivators, some are desperately resisting the Wind Blades.

Especially those with just five or six Immortal Palaces, they devote all their efforts to resisting the Wind Blades.

However, some more advanced cultivators, like him, direct more attention to their surroundings.

Suddenly, the direction of the violent wind starts to change, and the suction begins to alter as well.

The suction within this space still generally comes from one direction, but somehow, multiple pulls suddenly emerge from the void, with some propelling cultivators towards the east, some towards the south, and others towards the north.

Moreover, these directions change randomly. One moment Cao Zhen thinks of flying north, but in the next, his body is uncontrollably pushed towards the south.

As a result, the scene becomes even more chaotic.

Meanwhile, in this hurricane, cultivators with uncontrollable bodies inevitably encounter each other.

Cao Zhen is heading towards an alien race being, covered in thick armor, humanoid with a grim face like a multi-horned insect, fierce-looking, with four extraordinarily strong arms and sharp claws at the end of each arm.

The alien race being faces the cultivator approaching him rapidly, and his expression becomes notably grave, even revealing a hint of fear in his eyes.

Continuing like this, he will inevitably collide with the opposing cultivator.

Although he is seeing the opposing cultivator for the first time, he had previously encountered three other cultivators from the same clan as the opponent.

Without exception, all three of them were Half-step Golden Immortals, and all had completed the Transfiguration of Immortal Palace!

And the cultivator in front of me...

What is this situation? How come he has so many Immortal Palaces? Isn’t the limit for the True Immortal Realm ten Immortal Palaces? How does he have so many Immortal Palaces? Immortal Palace Transfiguration?

Even though the opponent’s aura doesn’t seem like that of a Half-step Golden Immortal, the aura is noticeably stronger than his own, even stronger than any Half-step Golden Immortal he has encountered!

The opponent is so powerful that he doesn’t need to invest much effort in the falling Wind Blades.

Therefore, the opponent can totally focus on attacking him. If the opponent doesn’t want to collide with him, he will surely attack!

Even though he is at the Peak of True Immortal Realm, he absolutely cannot withstand the opponent. Even if the opponent cannot kill him in one blow, he can definitely severely wound him.

If he gets severely injured, he might be killed by the Wind Blades, even without other cultivators stepping in.

How unlucky is he, to collide with such a formidable adversary?

As he fears in his heart, the next moment, his eyes widen.

The opponent has moved, though not changing direction, he has avoided a fair distance.

They won’t collide?

”Whoosh...”

A gust of wind passes by, and he brushes by the fearsome cultivator from the other side, letting out a long breath of relief.

Luckily, the opponent did not attack, and luckily, the opponent can move his body.

Hmm?

Another cultivator is drifting nearby.

He turns his head to see a scarecrow-like cultivator almost flying side by side with him towards the same direction. This cultivator is slightly weaker, with eight Immortal Palaces, only four of which are Transfigured Immortal Palaces.

A sudden thought flashed through his mind. If he brushed by the opponent face to face, it would be difficult to kill the opponent in one blow.

However, now they are traveling side by side.

He has plenty of time to strike. If he kills the opponent, wouldn’t all of the opponent’s treasures become his?

A deep and cold killing intent flashed in his eyes, and the next moment he swung his giant claw, attacking the scarecrow cultivator beside him.

Not just him; in the void, numerous more powerful cultivators are making the move, attacking the weaker cultivators.