The time-space shifted, and the stars turned.
In an instant of disorienting chaos, the next moment, the group of immortals found themselves amidst boundless desolation, surrounded by an endless barbaric wilderness.
...
"Chengtian Battlefield!"
"What a formidable technique!"
"My cultivation has been sealed, and now I've dropped to the second-order."
"Same here."
Beams of light illuminated the barbaric land as Chen Jichuan and his group of five descended into one spot. While vigilantly surveying the surroundings, the group inspected themselves and discovered many unusual phenomena.
For instance, the suppression of cultivation.
Regardless of whether it was the Five-Pattern Immortal, Eight-Armed Immortal, or the Three-Pattern Heavenly Slaughter Immortal, their cultivation was fully sealed at this moment and reduced to the level of a beginner second-order.
Moreover—
"My magic cannot be wielded!"
