More than three hundred cultivators from the Ling Clan had traveled to the ghost realm. Black flashes gleamed in unison from their eyes, and the strange patterns they wove increasingly sharpened into focus.

The immortals in the area moved out of the way, reluctant to be involved.

The Lings were the top clan of Nephrite Major and held a monopoly over refining fortress ships—one of the greatest tools in the world of immortals. Fortress ships were both flying vehicles and war assets. Due to the clan’s stranglehold over this treasure’s refinement, they were able to keep many factions in the palm of their hands. 

Thus, their influence was great, despite not having an origin dao immortal among their ranks. None of the heavenly courts from the nine majors or ten lands dared offend them.

If it’d been any other faction going against Lu Yun, many immortals would’ve stepped up to protect him, if only to get on his good side and secure a formation of heaven and earth. Facing the almighty Ling Clan, however, they didn’t have the courage to...