Lu Ming’s face flushed red as he pushed the immortal essence in his body to the extreme. No matter how hard he tried, his sword wouldn’t advance an inch.

In fact, he couldn’t even move his sword!

Everyone sucked in a cold breath as none of them knew what was going on.

Chen Keyu frowned at the sight. Just as he was about to speak, Lu Ming’s sword trembled and he was sent flying. He shot through the main palace of the Shushan Immortal Gate, and he crashed into god knows how many structures before coming to a stop.

His plight was similar to what happened to Wang Lin.

“Founding ancestor!” the patriarch of the Heavenly Silkworm Immortal Gate, Liu Zhaoran, yelled in shock. He tore through the skies as he headed straight for Lu...