In the near outer space of the moon, various steel battleships and small spacecraft were a common sight. There were three clusters of activity, spiritual realms, and remnants of the super mythological civilization's fires. Recently, the laboratories of the Old World were collaborating with the Immortal Sect to explore new territories. 0

"Wang Xuan is here," someone announced.0

In a small spacecraft, Wang Xuan's figure appeared and stepped out. Suddenly, a hazy light enveloped them, and Wang Xuan disappeared, along with the small spacecraft. Nearby supernaturals and spacecraft were also affected. Several spacecraft disintegrated, leaving behind debris severed by an unknown force, along with remnants of supernaturals' limbs and blood.0

"What's going on?!" 0

The news reached the ground, causing a stir. In An City, Qing Mu's expression was serious. He immediately informed Zhang Daoling, the Patriarch of the Hades Blood Sect, and Wang Xuan's true identity.0

"The people in the curtain can't wait any longer. It's clear they won't let me go." Wang Xuan's voice was grim. The one who was swallowed was a robot modeled after him. As soon as it appeared, the other side took action.0

Without thinking, it should be Zheng Yuantian's camp. They were so obsessed with his body that they were close to madness. These days, Wang Xuan had been studying armor, attempting to fuse various materials together. Not only did it include the Devil Flower's root hovering between reality and illusion, but also rust from an iron spike and the Creation Crystal. Of course, there was also rust from Old Zhang's copper mirror, which was spread over the armor, proving quite...0