Immortal Path Space

After Liang Tan listened to the report, he pondered for a moment and made a decision.

He believed that with his own strength, he could completely defeat the Immortal Way Trading Company.

Regardless of how much power the other party had in other cities, due to the current lack of communication between major factions, even if he were to eliminate them, they wouldn't be able to receive reinforcements.

Moreover, as a Golden Core cultivator, he had never heard of such a trading company before. It was unlikely to be a truly prominent establishment.

Unfortunately, most of the disciples from his clan had been sent to the front lines to battle Demonic Beasts, leaving only a few Foundation Building cultivators in the clan.

"It seems I'll have to take matters into my own hands," Liang Tan sighed.

As Liang Tan prepared to attack the Immortal Way Trading Company's base outside Azure Void City, somehow, the news had leaked.

Many who had previously considered dealing with the Immortal Way Trading Company became aware of it, including Liu Changsheng's side.

Therefore, when Liang Tan departed from Azure Void City, a group of cultivators secretly followed him.

These individuals only possessed Foundation Building cultivation levels, but they hoped to benefit from the situation by trailing behind and potentially gaining something.

Liang Tan paid little attention to these cultivators following him. After all, he believed that when the time came, no one would dare to compete with him for the spoils.

Furthermore, having this group of followers might prove useful in unexpected ways.

Upon arriving at the Immortal Way Trading Company's base, Liang Tan saw that the large formation here had already been activated. He flew directly above the formation and released a formidable aura of a Golden Core cultivator. He shouted down below, "Listen up, Immortal Way Trading Company members below! I give you three breaths to surrender, or when the formation breaks, I'll leave none of you alive."

In response from below, a few arrows were shot in Liang Tan's direction, but by the time the arrows reached him, they were no longer a threat. Liang Tan casually brushed them aside with his sleeves.

"Hmph, you know not your place!" Liang Tan snorted and descended, preparing to attack the large formation.

However, as he landed at the edge of the formation, countless black vines suddenly lunged towards him simultaneously.

These vines ranged from the thickness of a water bucket to the size of a thumb, and they were covered in long, menacing thorns.

"Petty tricks!" Liang Tan sneered and opened his mouth, from which a tiny, gleaming dagger flew out.

The small dagger instantly enlarged to a three-foot length and danced around him, slicing through numerous thin vines.

The Foundation Building cultivators who had followed him from behind involuntarily moved farther away when they saw the dagger flying out. Although they enjoyed watching a spectacle, they didn't want to accidentally harm themselves. The power of a magic weapon was beyond their capabilities in the Foundation Building stage.

Some more experienced cultivators among them acted as commentators, explaining, "This is Liang Clan's founder's renowned magic weapon, the Frostblade. It can cut through metal and jade like it's nothing, and it's exceptionally sharp. Even other magic weapons can be severed easily. Breaking through this formation should be effortless for him."

"If I were a cultivator in that base, I would have surrendered by now and offered all my possessions. Maybe there would still be a chance to survive," one of the spectators among the cultivators commented, seizing the opportunity to flatter the Golden Core cultivator, leaving a favorable impression. All it took was for the Golden Core cultivator to be in a good mood, and perhaps they might benefit.

"Yes, the might of a Golden Core cultivator is beyond the reach of Foundation Building cultivators," another cultivator chimed in, agreeing.

At this very moment, however, the spectators from afar noticed that Liang Tan suddenly froze, as if lost in thought and distracted.

"Liang Clan's founder is truly confident, even now he's lost in thought, as if he doesn't take his opponent seriously... Wait?"

Before this cultivator could finish his sentence, he saw that Liang Tan had been tightly bound by the vines due to his momentary distraction.

What was going on? This cultivator had barely finished flattering Liang Tan, and he was already ensnared. Couldn't the old man have held out a bit longer so that the flattery could continue?

When Liang Tan awakened from his momentary lapse, countless vines had wrapped around him in layers, both inside and out. Numerous thorns on the vines had pierced his muscles and were greedily absorbing his Spiritual Power.

Liang Tan was furious!

As a distinguished Golden Core patriarch, he had been caught off guard by a junior. If news of this spread, how could he maintain his reputation among fellow cultivators of his level?

He immediately summoned his Frostblade, intending to cut down all the Devilish Vines entwining him.

With each passing moment the vines clung to him, he felt a deeper sense of shame.

At that moment, dozens of Spiritual Weapons shot out from the formation below, all aimed at the Frostblade.

However, the Frostblade was indeed incredibly sharp, effortlessly slicing through the Spiritual Weapons attempting to block it into two halves.

This sight made the onlooking cultivators wince in pain. These were all valuable Spiritual Weapons. Each one, when severed, represented the loss of tens of thousands of Spirit Stones. Even if one owned a Spirit Stone mine, such extravagance was ill-advised.

However, some among the spectators noticed another aspect of the situation. "They've summoned dozens of Spiritual Weapons. That means there must be at least dozens of Foundation Building cultivators inside!"

"How deviously cunning. Despite having dozens of Foundation Building cultivators, they often appear as if there are only a dozen or so."

Among the onlookers were those who had once contemplated attacking this base and rallying some forces to do so. Now, witnessing this spectacle, they were silently grateful for not taking the risk.

Although the Frostblade was sharp, slicing through Spiritual Weapons wasn't as effortless as cutting through tofu. Currently, it was greatly hampered by the encirclement of dozens of Spiritual Weapons, significantly slowing down its efforts.

Meanwhile, Liang Tan was becoming more tightly entangled by the vines. After absorbing his Spiritual Power, the vines seemed to gain newfound strength.

Furthermore, the toxins from the thorns were seeping into his body, causing his Spiritual Power to become increasingly obstructed, and his body less responsive.

Consequently, the Frostblade, which was attempting to cleave through the Spiritual Weapons, slowed down even further. Gradually, it found itself completely ensnared by a group of Spiritual Weapons.

With a shortage of Spiritual Weapons, dozens more Spirit Weapons were launched from the base below, willingly sacrificing themselves to surround the Frostblade.

Wang Hong had intentionally planted numerous Devilish Vines around the base in anticipation of a formidable enemy. These vines were all ancient third-tier Devilish Vines, and their strength was exceptional.

Initially, Liang Tan could be seen struggling against the entwining vines, but as time passed, his struggles grew less frequent.

The movements of the Frostblade also became increasingly sluggish, like an elderly person in twilight.

The Foundation Building cultivators watching from a distance had no idea why the outcome had turned out this way. A distinguished Golden Core cultivator, and yet, without even seeing the enemy, he had already been defeated.

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