The man took out a small bronze bell from his storage bracelet. From the outside, it looked completely unremarkable, but once illuminated by the faint moonlight, it instantly revealed its brilliance.

"What is this?" Wu Ding wanted to take it, but he was stopped by Elder Wu.

The bronze bell started spinning rapidly, as if being drawn by something, resonating with the bronze mirror inside Ye Fan's body.

The man holding the small bell was also a bit terrified, saying, "This item has been sealed for hundreds of years—how could this happen?"

"Master, what is this thing? Why is it glowing?" Even the woman behind the man was a little scared, as the small bell not only spun but also emitted a piercing sound. Although the sound wasn't loud, it seemed to be able to capture people's souls and make them restless.

Even someone at Ye Fan's level of cultivation needed to use spiritual energy to suppress the resonance, yet it seemed to affect the woman very minimally, impacting Wu Ding and Elder Wu the most.

This indicates that the small bell has different effects depending on a person's cultivation level—the stronger the cultivation, the greater the intimidation.

"Not good!" Elder Wu suddenly realized something and tried to stop it, only to see the small bell emit a bright red light shooting into the sky, as if to pierce the moonlight.

At the same time, spiritual energy fluctuations began approaching from afar. It was obvious that the red light emitted by the small bell had alerted some cultivators who were already searching for this item.

The man was somewhat agitated and said, "It seems you are lackeys of the Sealing Sea Sect. I won't spare you even if I die!"

He excitedly wanted to fight Elder Wu and others to the death, but Elder Wu didn't even speak, simply stretched out his hand to snatch the small bell from him, hiding its brilliance in the next moment.

Elder Wu tossed the small bell back to the man and said coldly, "The Tianxuan Sect doesn't stoop to resorting to robbery!"

Saying this, Elder Wu turned to prepare for the quickly approaching cultivators, as the number of enemies was too many. Plus, with Earth's sparse spiritual energy, it was hard to determine how many there were and their cultivation levels.

"Tianxuan Sect? What kind of sect is this? Why have I never heard of it?" Elder Wu had never heard of the Sealing Sea Sect, and this man had never heard of the Tianxuan Sect at all.

There is only one explanation—this man was not from the secret realm of Pan Gu, but to cultivate to the Golden Core Stage on Earth, where spiritual energy is so sparse, it would take hundreds of years without a special opportunity.

The first to appear were small helicopters in the sky, followed by transport helicopters, their searchlights shining brightly.

Not long after, the sound of cars came from afar, resembling an amphibious task force, but these were mercenaries, not ordinary ones either. Ye Fan could still sense some cultivators among them, but their cultivation was generally very low, not even reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage, only in the mid and late Qi Cultivation Stage, which was considered high among ordinary Loose Cultivators.

Wu Ding looked at this display and was somewhat surprised, saying, "The magical artifacts of Earth's cultivators are really big."

Ye Fan said helplessly, "Senior sister, these aren't magical artifacts, they're just advanced tools that ordinary people use for transportation."

"Really?" Wu Ding sighed, "Even ordinary people have such amazing flying artifacts—won't the cultivators' artifacts be even more impressive? No wonder little junior brother wanted to return to Earth; this truly is a wonderful place."

Upon first arriving and seeing helicopters and cars, Wu Ding developed a certain fondness for Earth.

Like a special task force, from the helicopters hovering above, ropes lowered, and mercenaries descended one after another. Ye Fan was familiar with this formation, as it was a compulsory course in his past.

Since nobody knew the identities or the purposes of the people coming, no one made a move, not even the man holding the small bell, watching these people. With his Golden Core Stage cultivation, he had no reason to fear these sudden intruders. A body at the Golden Core Stage can be said to be impenetrable by swords or spears.

Soon, a second wave of people arrived, not delivered by transport planes and cars, but riding flying swords.

But the cultivation levels of these people were only at the Foundation Establishment Stage. It took two or three of them working together to control a flying sword, with a speed even slower than the fast transport helicopters.

Two groups came from all directions, seemingly countless. In the night sky, this scene appeared quite chaotic.

Once the mercenaries landed, they began searching for cover, pointing their guns at the tents in the center. When the intruders rushed in, they divided their aim in different directions.

The two arriving groups appeared as rivals, both in search of the small bell.

"Junior sister, you have come just in time," a woman's harsh voice came from afar. She was arriving on a flying sword, her cultivation was quite high too, having reached the late Foundation Establishment Stage and was on the verge of forming a Golden Core.

Alongside her, there were forty or fifty Dao-robed cultivators, but their cultivation levels were mostly in the mid and early Foundation Establishment Stage.

A person directly jumped from the transport plane, which surprised the soldiers, only to see the person in a crisp outfit with a well-defined figure. Upon landing, she didn't shatter as the mercenaries feared but stood firmly.

Another woman, glowing quite brightly, but due to her mask, her appearance was unclear. Her leather outfit gave off an aura of heroism.

"I discovered this first; senior sister, you are still late," the woman in black clothing said proudly.

In terms of cultivation, this woman's cultivation was also at the late Foundation Establishment Stage, similar to the previously speaking Dao-robed woman.

Ye Fan didn't know why they addressed each other as senior and junior sisters. He thought, could they be the "Sealing Sea Sect" people the man worried about?

"Bah," the Dao-robed woman, who had also landed, along with those who came with her, showed no fear of the powerful mercenary firepower, exposing themselves to the gunfire casually, sneering, "You are a traitor of the Ming Yuan Sect. Our master, the elder, said that if we encounter you again, we could tear you limb from limb. You walked right into this!"

"Oh really? I wonder who will be tearing apart whom," said the woman in black leather, waving her hand, and all the firearms aimed at the Dao-robed woman.

"Do you think these mortal weapons can harm me? Ha ha, you yourself are a cultivator, don't you even understand that?" the Dao-robed woman boasted arrogantly.

The woman in black leather said, "That may not be the case. The people I've brought are elite among the mercenaries; while you might not be afraid, their explosive armor-piercing rounds would be a disaster for those with lower cultivation behind you. And who said I'm just relying on these mercenaries to deal with you?"

With another wave, several black shadows jumped off from the transport plane, also cultivators, with cultivation around the mid Foundation Establishment Stage. Most were men, and relatively older too.

Once these cultivators descended, Ye Fan made a mental calculation, realizing both sides were indeed matched in strength. Even if they joined forces, they couldn't wrest the small bell from the man, let alone contend with the five of them whose cultivation levels were above the Nascent Soul Stage.

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