Unsheathed

Afterward, at the bottom of the lake...

It was as if the muffled rumble of winter thunder were rippling through Verdant Bamboo Lake.

The lake water churned violently.

However, it was as if the huge waves were stopped by a towering city wall when they neared the golden maidservant holding the immortal canopy, with the countless layers of waves shattering apart and transforming into countless beads of chaotic and snow-white water once they slammed into the golden treasure light.

Fan Weiran smiled and said, "Let's observe the battle from the shore."

The sheet of ice holding the cultivators of the Treasure Basin Immortal Realm rose into the sky and rapidly flew toward the dock.

Old Ancestor Fan Weiran was the paramount leader of the Treasure Basin Immortal Realm, so the cultivators standing behind her naturally didn't have any complaints.

Only the eccentric second ancestor, the esteemed master of Celestial Maiden Yan Qing, dared to talk back to Old Ancestor Fan Weiran.

After they arrived near the dock, the sheet of ice silently melted back into the lake once it lost the support of Fan Weiran's spiritual energy.

Following behind their old ancestor, the cultivators of the Treasure Basin Immortal Realm gracefully hovered down to the dock that was almost completely in ruins.

When these immortals arrived near the dock, Du Yu gritted his teeth and dashed over to the bamboo case and the hiking pole, placing his hand on the hilt of his saber as he did so.

Fan Weiran simply took a glance at the Militarian disciple from the Ghost Axe Palace before brushing past him with the other cultivators.