207: Enter the village quietly, don't fire.

The Immortal Realm, Northern Region.

Tianfeng Immortal Dynasty, Iron Wall Pass.

The second floor of a teahouse facing the street.

Shi Potian held a cup of coarse tea, his gaze fixed outside the window.

On the street, squads of immortal soldiers clad in black armor were patrolling with steady steps.

Their armor was branded with the goshawk emblem of the Tianfeng Immortal Dynasty.

The city walls towered into the clouds, with runes flowing upon them, emitting the fluctuations of a Golden Immortal Rank Formation.

This was a vital border town of the Tianfeng Immortal Dynasty.

It was heavily guarded.

"Old Stone, have you spotted any patterns?"

An elegant voice echoed within Shi Potian's Sea of Consciousness.

It was Enforcement Elder.

He was sitting opposite Shi Potian, disguised as a down-and-out school teacher, waving a tattered cattail leaf fan in his hand.

Both were Elders who had followed Chu Xuanjin and the others during their Ascension.

Their cultivation had already reached the Early Stage of the Immortal Lord realm.

"The Formation is decent, and the soldiers are elite enough,"

Shi Potian replied within his Sea of Consciousness after taking a sip of tea.

"The City Lord in the City Lord's Mansion is a Late-stage Golden Immortal with abundant blood-Qi; he's a veteran fighter."

"He's a tough nut to crack."

Enforcement Elder tapped the table with his fan.

"So what?"

"The Grand Elder's order is to take Iron Wall Pass within three days."

"Today is the final day."

Shi Potian set down his teacup, his eyes as calm as an ancient well.

"I know."

Several months had passed since their Ascension to the Immortal Realm.

The Sect Master and the Personal Disciples had stirred up quite a storm in the Xuantian Immortal Dynasty, becoming famous.

But these old fogies had seemingly vanished from the face of the earth.

Even the Disciples within the Sect thought they had returned to the divine mountain for secluded cultivation.

No one knew.

With the Sect Master's tacit approval and under the personal command of Grand Elder Mo Yuan,

this group of ascended Elders had long since dispersed and infiltrated the major Immortal Dynasties of the Immortal Realm.

They did not seek fame.

They only sought to drive deep nails for the Sect in places where no one was paying attention.

"This is the thirteenth city."

Enforcement Elder's tone carried a hint of sentimentality.

"Our old bones can cause more of a ruckus than those youngsters."

Shi Potian did not respond.

He looked at the large goshawk flag fluttering in the wind outside the window.

"This city is more important than the previous twelve."

"It is the gateway for the Tianfeng Immortal Dynasty to the Desolate Yao Territory; its strategic position is excellent."

"The Grand Elder said this will serve as our first secret stronghold in the Northern Region."

"Therefore, we cannot simply replace the City Lord and be done with it like before."

Enforcement Elder nodded and put away his fan.

"I understand."

"The three commanders of the city defense force, the supervisor sent by the Ministry of War, and the three largest families in the city."

"They must all be replaced by our people."

This was their true plan.

To silently and completely transform a major city of an Immortal Dynasty into the shape of the Myriad Dao Divine Sect from the inside out.

"We move tonight."

Shi Potian stood up, leaving a few Low Grade Immortal Stones on the table.

"I'm going to the City Lord's Mansion."

"You go to the military camp."

"The others will act according to plan."

Enforcement Elder smiled.

"Alright."

"Want to see who's faster?"

Shi Potian did not answer; his figure had already disappeared at the stairs... That night, the moonlight was as dark as ink.

City Lord's Mansion, study.

The City Lord of Iron Wall Pass, Li Qingcang, was frowning at a military map.

He was a pure soldier.

His Late-stage Golden Immortal cultivation was something he had fought for, blade by blade, on the battlefields against the Yao Race.

His loyalty to the Tianfeng Immortal Dynasty was engraved in his bones.

Suddenly.

He snapped his head up, his eyes as sharp as a falcon's.

"Who's there!"

From the shadows of the study, a burly old man wearing coarse hemp clothes slowly stepped out.

Shi Potian.

"Who are you!"

Li Qingcang shouted sternly, the immortal essence within his body instantly boiling!

The terrifying pressure of a Late-stage Golden Immortal swept through the entire study like a tsunami!

Yet the old man stood like a pillar in the middle of a stream, completely unmoved.

It was as if that pressure, which was enough to crush mountains, was merely a gentle breeze on his face.

"Myriad Dao Divine Sect, Shi Potian."

Shi Potian's voice was very flat.

"I have come by my Sect Master's order to take over Iron Wall Pass."

Li Qingcang's pupils shrank violently.

Myriad Dao Divine Sect?

That mysterious Sect that had recently become famous in the Xuantian Immortal Dynasty?

They had actually reached their hands into the Northern Region!

"Arrogant!"

Li Qingcang laughed out of sheer anger.

"A mere rising Sect dares to covet my Immortal Dynasty's territory!"

"No matter who you are, tonight, I shall use your life as a sacrifice for my Pass-Guarding Blade!"

Before his voice finished echoing,

the ancient war blade hanging on the wall behind him let out a dragon's roar and unsheathed itself automatically!

A domineering, blood-colored blade-qi tore through space, heading straight for Shi Potian's head!

This strike condensed his lifelong aura of slaughter!

It was enough to slay those of the same rank!

However.

Shi Potian simply raised his hand.

He very simply extended two fingers.

The index finger and the middle finger.

He gave a light pinch.

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out.

That blood-colored blade-qi, which was enough to sever mountains and rivers, was caught steadily by him.

It could not advance an inch further.

"What?!"

The savage grin on Li Qingcang's face froze completely.

He felt his worldview being utterly overturned at this moment.

To catch his full-strength strike... with bare hands?

What... what kind of monster is this!

"Your blade is decent,"

Shi Potian commented calmly.

"Unfortunately, the person is too weak."

He applied a slight force with his two fingers.

Crack.

That indestructible blade-qi shattered inch by inch like fragile glass!

It turned into a sky full of light specks.

Li Qingcang felt as if he had been struck by lightning; he coughed up a mouthful of blood and was sent flying, crashing heavily against the wall.

The Pass-Guarding Blade in his hand let out a wail, its light dimming.

He had lost.

He had lost without any rhyme or reason.

"You... are you an Immortal King?"

Li Qingcang's voice trembled with extreme fear.

Only an Immortal King!

Could crush him, a Late-stage Golden Immortal, so effortlessly!

Shi Potian did not answer.

He walked step by step toward Li Qingcang.

"I will give you two choices."

"One, submit."

"Offer up your Divine Soul imprint and serve my Sect from now on."

He paused.

"Two, die."

Li Qingcang gave a miserable laugh, struggled to stand up, and straightened his back.

"I, Li Qingcang, am a man of Tianfeng in life and will be a ghost of Tianfeng in death!"

"To think I would betray the Immortal Dynasty is pure delusion!"

"Do it!"

He closed his eyes, waiting for death.

Shi Potian looked at him, an imperceptible flash of approval crossing his eyes.

"You have backbone."

He said.

Then, he pointed a finger.

It tapped right between Li Qingcang's brows.

Li Qingcang's body stiffened, but he did not feel any pain.

He only felt a vast power that he could neither understand nor resist flooding into his Sea of Consciousness.

It forcibly erased all his memories of loyalty to the "Tianfeng Immortal Dynasty."

Then, it implanted a new set of memories.

A memory that he was born as an undercover Elder of the Myriad Dao Divine Sect lurking here.

The entire process took only a breath's time.

Li Qingcang slowly opened his eyes.

The determination and will to die in his eyes had vanished.

In its place was a look of incomparable, fanatical reverence.

He bowed with his hands cupped, saluting Shi Potian respectfully.

"Li Qingcang greets Elder Stone!"

"I wonder what new instructions the Sect Master and the Grand Elder have?"

Shi Potian nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good."

He handed an Elder's medallion engraved with the emblem of the Myriad Dao Divine Sect to Li Qingcang.

"From today on, you are the Hall Master of the Iron Wall Hall, the Northern Region Branch of the Myriad Dao Divine Sect."

"Cooperate with Elder Feng to complete the takeover of the entire city within three days."

"As you command!"

Li Qingcang received the medallion as if it were a priceless treasure.

Shi Potian turned, preparing to leave.

At that moment, another transmission jade at his waist vibrated slightly.

It was Enforcement Elder.

"Done, the military camp is under my control."

"How about your side?"

Shi Potian smiled faintly and replied in his Sea of Consciousness.

"Just finished the meeting."

"Comrade City Lord's ideological awareness is very high."

He walked out of the City Lord's Mansion and looked up at the sky.

The moonlight was just right.

Tonight, Iron Wall Pass was calm and tranquil.

No one knew that this vital border town of the Immortal Dynasty had already changed hands.

Shi Potian took out a map of the Northern Region he had obtained from somewhere.

He lightly drew a circle over the location of "Iron Wall Pass."

Then, his gaze moved to another location on the map.

"Next one."