Chapter 652: Continue building, we must all be sent in

Cang Xinyun's mouth twitched as he bore the pressure like a mountain on his shoulders. He bowed his head with a difficult expression and spoke in a low voice:

"Garrison Commander... it's a misunderstanding..."

"Mis..."

Shan Zhuo also bowed his head, but his words were abruptly cut off. He suddenly realized this wasn't his place to speak, and his expression twitched as he fell silent.

The entire hall was ablaze, flames dancing around its body. Que Yan's feathers were a vibrant crimson, and his eyes were sharp, as if struggling to suppress a deep-seated fury.

Cang Xinyun's gaze was calm, but inside he lamented how such a great opportunity seemed like Ximen Daoist and the others were trying to send every Yellow-tier commander into the Immortal Prison...

He thought to himself, maybe you should stop cultivating, or else you might end up sending this Yellow-tier garrison commander in as well.

The speed was simply too fast and defied logic, even the feedback progress of the Yellow-tier jade token couldn't keep up with their construction pace, and no one could predict such an extraordinary situation.

Que Yan's gaze swept over them, and he spoke coldly, "The protective length of the Celestial Path Track's formation is already at its limit of thirty thousand paths, do you not know?"

"The Void Land, the twelve main paths planned by the twelve formation masters of the Heaven-tier, connecting the three major domain gates, and the path length built by cultivators of various clans connected by path nodes, does your Yellow-tier commander not know?"

"We know..."

"The path built by Ximen Daoist's team is not the infinitely extendable main path, did you not know this when you arranged it, Shan Zhuo, as a commander?"

"We know..."

"Ah..."

Cang Xinyun and Shan Zhuo were rendered speechless by the questioning, their initial momentum upon entering the formation palace was completely gone, overwhelmed by Que Yan's powerful aura, forcing them to take a few steps back.

All around the formation palace, sharp eyes were fixed on them. There were humans and other beings from various clans, as well as commanders from other Yellow-tier positions. Such a major event was enough to alarm them.

Even if Cang Xinyun was from the strongest Ancient Saint Clan, ranked second among the myriad clans, even the top ancient immortal clan couldn't protect someone who made such a grave mistake. If they deserved to be sent in, they would be!

In this great era of cultivating immortality, constructing such a grand immortal path project allowed no room for error or privilege.

Troublemakers should leave early; who would joke around with you here, playing with backgrounds and connections, when countless ancestors from various clans buried here were no joke?!

Boom!

At that moment, Que Yan's wings spread wide, grand and magnificent, covered in fiery patterns, radiating intense light.

All surrounding auras were consumed by the flames, turning to ashes, and the formation palace shook instantly. A terrifying flame shot skyward, accompanied by an angry roar:

"Do you know your crimes?!"

"Garrison Commander, please wait!"

"Garrison Commander, think carefully, let them finish speaking first!"

...

Everyone's expressions changed, and they all acted to suppress the situation. The garrison commander's temper was notoriously bad, especially protective of those talented in constructing the path, not allowing anyone to bully them.

Every breath from Que Yan's mouth burst forth with blazing flames, and all around him were beings from various clans, encircling him in layers...

He snorted coldly, and the intense flames gradually subsided, scaring the cultivators watching from outside the formation palace, fearing private punishment was about to occur.

Cang Xinyun still bowed his head, unafraid. As a dignified Unity True Lord and Yellow-tier commander, being intimidated by a strong figure would be the greatest absurdity.

However, Shan Zhuo was not in good shape, cold sweat soaking his back, his words stuck in his throat, unable to utter a meaningful syllable for a long time.

Que Yan, the garrison commander, was once a supreme prodigy on the Chaos Immortal Spirit List of the entire heavenly domain, now already in the late stage of Unity, with unfathomable formation skills, rumored to possess a legendary formation Dao artifact...

"Cang Xinyun, speak, I want to see where your grievance lies!" Just as Shan Zhuo was slightly dazed, a cold voice pulled him back to reality, it was Que Yan, and this seemed to be his last bit of patience.

"Reporting to the garrison commander... it was my negligence, I couldn't foresee a construction team building up to thirty thousand paths in a hundred years."

Cang Xinyun's voice was somewhat somber and low, but his demeanor remained neither humble nor arrogant, "Back then, I thought of waiting for them to return to take up their positions, and then have a good discussion, but... they never came back."

"That's one fault, continue."

"The Yellow-tier jade token might have some issues, the speed of feedback couldn't keep up with their construction speed, and they seemed to have no star pivot, nor joined the formation pavilion."

Cang Xinyun continued in a deep voice, "We received the information too late, so the report was delayed, but this is my negligence, I should have reported it to the formation palace earlier."

"Tell me the situation at that time, whether it was voluntary on their part or you had some guidance, I will investigate these matters thoroughly."

Que Yan's tone softened, and the murderous atmosphere in the formation palace eased considerably, "Now there are Venerables who understand the rules of cultivation space going to rescue them, you two should sincerely pray for Ximen Daoist and the others' safety."

Cang Xinyun and Shan Zhuo exchanged a glance and began recounting the situation at that time.

But Ximen's team was too low-key, or perhaps too honest, not returning even once in a hundred years.

They had their own matters to attend to, and other beings from various clans to arrange, they couldn't keep watch all the time.

But who could have thought they were so stubborn, charging headlong into the Void Land... by the time they wanted to pull them back, it was too late, they were simply an extraordinary construction team, not turning back until they hit a wall.

Shan Zhuo also felt some guilt, not realizing their questions back then were genuine, they really intended to build to the domain gate!

He hadn't thought much of it at the time, the limit of thirty thousand paths seemed impossible, he forgot to tell them some taboos, thinking they would return midway to exchange for immortal resources, and slowly understand the Celestial Path Track.

After a cup of tea's time, Cang Xinyun had finished recounting, never defending himself, already prepared to accept responsibility, whether it was unintentional or not, it was his own negligence.

The entire formation palace was silent, everyone deep in thought, now the situation could only wait for the Venerable to bring them back.

Everyone's gaze gradually turned outward, looking in the same direction.

...

In the Void Land, a solitary silver path extended into the endless distance, but here the path did not float, it was incredibly stable!

Buzz—

Buzz—

Massive space warships sailed over the path in the blink of an eye, their trajectories leaving azure cloud-like trails, with even destructive mana waves clearing all spatial turbulence ahead.

A Great Ascension Venerable, clad in a noble Earth-tier formation robe, stood atop the warship, his deep gaze seeming to pierce through everything, shattering darkness and void.