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Four gigantic meteors were pulled by the two instruments's magnetic divine light, forming a meteor net in the air, stopping the four cultivators that were chasing behind Yang Junshan.

However, before Yang Junshan could heave a sigh of relief, he heard a loud "boom" sound from behind him. A big spaceship flew out from the void and hit the meteor net into pieces.

When Yang Junshan hastily turned around, he saw Huang Ting, who had previously fought with Confucian Scholar, Meng Weiting, standing at the bow of the boat.

The large spaceship was charging in the sky. No matter how Yang Junshan used it, it was caught by Meng Weiting, who was at the bow of the ship. However, the large ship was constantly approaching Yang Junshan with a crushing momentum.

"Brat, surrender yourself!"

Meng Weiting stood at the bow of the ship with his hands behind his back. He looked at Yang Junshan who was like a praying mantis trying to block a car.

However, just at this moment, Yang Junshan suddenly turned around, and as his gaze met Meng Weiting's gaze, the Right Hand extended out his arm, and his five fingers closed into four, leaving behind only one that stood tall. Under the shocked and furious gaze of the Meng Weiting, a Space Portal was suddenly opened, and Yang Junshan dived in and disappeared.

"How dare you! This is impossible!"

Meng Weiting had absolute confidence in being able to return to the Circulatory World, so the true distance between them did not reach the point where they could return while activating the Soul Mirror, but Yang Junshan had actually disappeared without a trace. It had to be said that after the consecutive battles, the surrounding space had become unstable, and ordinary Space divine abilities could not be used at all.

But now, Yang Junshan was actually using Space divine abilities to disappear right under Meng Weiting's noses. If he was not suicidal, then there was only one possibility, Yang Junshan had communicated with the Haotian's mirror and activated the spatial channel, only the Haotian's mirror could ignore such a degree of spatial turbulence.

However, the distance from here to Circulatory World was obviously more than a thousand miles!

"What's going on? Why is that kid gone?!"

Two streaks of light flew from the opposite side of the spaceship, but the sound was already rolling in front of them.

These two were the Great Wu Guang of the Zhu Rong Tribe and the Demonic Commander of the Demonic Commander Manor who were originally trying to intercept Yang Junshan together with Great Ancestor Meng Weiting. They originally planned to join hands with Great Ancestor Meng Weiting to capture Yang Junshan, but who would have thought that he would disappear in the middle of the process?

Just as Daofather Meng Weiting was about to open his mouth to explain, his face suddenly changed. "Aiyo, this is bad!"

Saying that, he opened his fan and was about to fiercely fan the sail behind him.

However, he was already a step too slow. The spaceship was still moving forward, but Yang Junshan had already disappeared, and it crashed into the spot where he was just standing.

Although the spatial channel had closed due to the Haotian's mirror's guidance, it did not mean that the spatial fluctuation had calmed down. It was like how Yang Junshan was chased to the back of a door and still stuck close to the door, but then the person who was following him crashed his head on into the door. The impact would cause people's faces to turn ashen, but the person who stuck close to the door might not have a good ending.

The Starry Sky Ship was blocked by the Space Portal that was shut down by the Haotian's mirror. The entire ship trembled in the air and its bow was immediately smashed into smithereens, the huge inertia directly sending Dao Ancestor Meng Weiting, who was standing at the bow of the ship flying. Although he was able to remain unscathed as Dao Ancestor Huang Ting, the spatial storm caused by the two collisions caused his clothes to shatter, his scholarly crown was sent flying as the fan in his hands once again tore apart a few broken pieces of bone.

Although Yang Junshan had somehow managed to communicate with the Haotian's mirror and activated Space Portal, avoiding the encirclement and annihilation of Great Magical-powered Man from the other three realms by Meng Weiting and the others, the impact from the impact of the starship had also affected Yang Junshan, ruthlessly sending his entire body flying amidst the inexplicable Void Channels.

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Lingxiao Hall continued to climb the Immortal Cliff. The Haotian's mirror's projection hanging in the sky was still a ball of light that could not be seen clearly.

But at that moment, the ball of light that was hanging in the sky suddenly grew larger, like a balloon that was holding its breath, and following that, a burst of light shot out from the center, causing the ball of light to immediately shrink, when a figure suddenly rushed out from the ball of light, directly flying across the Immortal-ascending Cliff with a scream, all the way to Lingxiao Hall's Plaza.

This commotion instantly attracted the attention of several Spiritual Sense within the Lingxiao Hall. Especially when they clearly saw the identity of the figure that was flung into the air, the originally curious Spiritual Sense s all became excited.

"Yang Junshan, isn't this Yang Junshan?"

"It's actually him. How come he didn't die?"

"What a miracle, could it be that this person has already passed through the thunder tribulation outside this region, and his true cultivation has already reached the Lightning Calamity?"

"What a joke, he's clearly just using Huagai's field!"

"This is good news. Quickly, we must ask him about the process of Immortal Sovereign Jiu Si becoming Immortal."

"Right, right, stop him, don't let him go!"

A few spiritual consciousness were rapidly communicating in the sky, and Great Magical-powered Man, who happened to be in Lingxiao Hall, was already descending. Great Magical-powered Man, who was elsewhere, also rushed over as soon as he received the news.2

Yang Junshan passed through in the blink of an eye, and then it was as if he entered a world full of light and shadows. When he opened his eyes, he found that there was another Lingxiao Hall in front of him, and he was quickly approaching that Lingxiao Hall.

His senses instantly returned, and he tried to control his own body, but he was simply unable to stop the huge force that came from behind him. Hence, he could only let out a miserable scream in the air, allowing the distance to throw him away.

In front of him was the bluestone Plaza where he had just entered, and the Immortal-Suppressing Tablet that was at the side of the Plaza could be seen from afar. The spiritual consciousness s that were alarmed by him were also flying behind him, so even without thinking, Yang Junshan could understand why these spiritual consciousness were so excited, maybe there were already people waiting for him at the bluestone Plaza.

When he was crossing the Immortal Cliff, Yang Junshan suddenly realized that he was recovering the control of his body bit by bit. He immediately operated the genuine essence in his body in an attempt to accelerate the control of his body, but no one knew what would happen the moment he landed.

It was at this time that Yang Junshan, who was in the middle of the air, suddenly caught sight of Immortal-Suppressing Tablet standing in the bluestone Square. His heart was moved, and he no longer tried to stop his entire body, but changed his flying trajectory in the air without leaving a trace, and flew towards Immortal-Suppressing Tablet's location while rolling in the air.

"Aiyo, this is bad. Did you kill him in one hit?"

Lingxiao Hall could not do anything, the Great Magical-powered Man who was already in the bluestone Plaza could only watch as Yang Junshan crashed into the Immortal-Suppressing Tablet, helpless. All of them could only cry out in alarm.

And at this time, Yang Junshan also seemed to have discovered the location of the fall. The surprised cries in the air could not help but grow even louder, and then, with a "peng" sound, under the circumstances where his face was very deep, his entire body stuck to the Immortal-Suppressing Tablet, and then slid down to the Immortal-Suppressing Tablet's feet. Perhaps it was because of the broken nose, but a long trail of blood followed where he slid down and left behind the Immortal-Suppressing Tablet's monument.

The moment Yang Junshan fell, a shadow had already arrived beside Yang Junshan. The shadow behind Yang Junshan grabbed his shoulder and turned him over. "Hey, how are you?"

Yang Junshan looked a little dazed. His eyes were unfocused and did not react at all even when he was flipped over.

"It's broken, did it break?"

The person muttered to himself, while patting Yang Junshan's face and said, "Hey, brat, wake up quickly. Have you really lost your mind?"

Maybe because his face was hurting, Yang Junshan who was confused a moment ago suddenly woke up. His gaze then landed on the person beside him and asked curiously: "Senior Ziyuan, why are you here?"

Taoist Zi Yuan let out a sigh of relief. His gaze scanned the surroundings and said, "How is it? Can you still move? If you can't, then I'll bring you out of here."

Yang Junshan also seemed to have realized something. He reached out to straighten the bridge of his nose, then wiped the blood off his nose. He straightened his body and was about to stand up while leaning against the wall.

When Taoist Zi Yuan saw that there were no major problems with Yang Junshan, he heaved a sigh of relief. However, the moment he stood up, his pale face immediately flushed red, and with his other hand, he held onto Immortal-Suppressing Tablet's tablet. Then, he bent over and spat another mouthful of blood on Immortal-Suppressing Tablet's tablet with a "Wah!".

Taoist Zi Yuan's expression changed and he was about to reach out to support her.

Yang Junshan still had one hand on the monument's body. His other hand waved and said, "It's fine. It's just that there's blood in my stomach. I'll be fine if I spit it out."

Taoist Zi Yuan said worriedly: "How is it, can you still leave the Lingxiao Hall?"

Yang Junshan's gaze flashed past a ray of dark light the moment he avoided Taoist Zi Yuan, and slowly straightened up. His gaze swept across the bluestone's Plaza, and saw that there were already three to five people walking towards him from different directions.

Yang Junshan held onto the body of the monument and took two deep breaths, then said: "It's okay, it's just that the internal organs was hurt for a bit, it's just a small wound."

Hearing Yang Junshan's words, Taoist Zi Yuan immediately pulled his hand and said, "Since that's the case, we shouldn't stay here any longer. Come with me and leave."

"Ah, ah —"

Yang Junshan was caught off guard but was unable to say anything. He let out two "Ai" and staggered to the side while his other hand rubbed against the monument until he could no longer reach Immortal-Suppressing Tablet.

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