Now, as they traversed through Zhou Xuan’s colorful play, they finally understood, that the colorful play, although said to be a mere "human speech" and "illusion" concocted into a scheme, indeed held subtle traps. A single misstep, and one would fall for it.

And falling for it was indeed "utter confusion".

Li Changxun exclaimed, "This Tangkou is truly some damn wickedness! No wonder back in the day, they had to dispatch god-level Daoists to jointly eliminate them! A calamity! A grave calamity for Jing Country."

"Chang Xun, you should be thankful that the one who mastered the colorful play is our Xuanzi. If today’s confrontation was about life and death, you and I would be dead by now."

"That’s true, that’s true." Li Changxun replied repeatedly.

At this moment, Hulu Taoist said coldly, "Zhou Xuan, I admit, your methods are phenomenally brilliant. But—revealing your hand now might be a bit premature. Youngsters, full of vigor, love to show off,

if you had just killed us directly, we would have died and that’s it. But we’re not dead, and we’ve discovered your scheme. Now, you’ll find it hard to kill us."

"On the contrary, we shall kill you."

The six supreme ancestors of the Tunnel Armor Sect roared in unison, their perception entirely returned to their bodies,

then transformed into six furious winds, rushing towards Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan dodged not at all, sitting back leisurely in the Taishi Chair, remarking nonchalantly, "If any of you can reach within three feet of me, I’ll concede defeat."

The six fierce winds couldn’t understand why Zhou Xuan was so arrogant, but as their winds approached the temple gate,

a numbing call echoed, continually summoning them.

"Come to the battlefield, for that is your true haven."

"Either die fighting, or conquer and live proudly, or die proudly."

Hulu Taoist and the other supreme ancestors felt their spirits gradually losing control,

some ethereal heaven and earth beckoned them.

"Brother Gourd, something’s off."

"The wind is tight, run!"

Hulu Taoist and the other six elders initially planned to use their incense fire level advantage to swiftly kill Zhou Xuan, but upon hearing the call, they realized—the colorful play master still had another trick up his sleeve.

The Tangkou of the colorful play masters was an ancient one, having vanished from the vast Jianghu of Jing Country two thousand years ago.

Even the mighty Yun Ziliang had never heard of "Colorful Play", and these six supreme ancestors were even more baffled than a monk scratching his head.

They simply couldn’t fathom what kind of methods the colorful play involved.

Just now, Zhou Xuan’s descriptions of "Mirror Flower Water Moon", "Creating Something from Nothing", to them, were as if listening to a heavenly book,

now that they were sure Zhou Xuan’s colorful play had hidden follow-up moves, how could they dare to advance rashly?

"Run, run!"

Hulu Taoist felt that the Turtle Mountain Taoist Temple was no longer a temple; it was a ghost gate and immediately changed direction, fleeing towards the direction of escape from Mingjiang Prefecture.

It could be said that these six ancestors, relying on a high incense fire level, could withstand the unnamed heavenly call,

but the other disciples of the Tunnel Armor Sect weren’t so lucky. In front of the convoy of carriages, the Tunnel Armor disciples vanished one by one as if devoured whole by an invisible mouth in the air,

those who disappeared were in fact drawn into the stage "Battlefield Stage" arranged by Zhou Xuan.

The team leaders Zhao Longhu and Zhao Luosheng each had half of their bodies vanish,

Zhao Longhu waved his only remaining arm, desperately calling out to Hulu Taoist, "Ancestor, save me...I don’t want to die."

"Nonsense, who wants to die?"

Hulu Taoist didn’t save Zhao Longhu, but instead increased his escape speed slightly.

"That Zhou Xuan is truly a demon, provoking him, perhaps we really misjudged."

Hulu Taoist fled swiftly,

while Zhao Longhu’s body was slowly disappearing, leaving only a head left in this reality.

"Hahaha, you all will die; none of you can leave this Mingjiang Prefecture,

the legacy of the Tunnel Armor Mountain is ending, it’s ending completely."

Nailed to the side of the carriage was Zhao Youting, the only disciple not dragged into the "Battlefield",

laughing crazily, with a manic expression!

Before coming to Mingjiang Prefecture, he regarded the Tunnel Armor Sect as his second home,

after arriving, seeing the second face of the Tunnel Armor Sect, he desperately wished for all the disciples of the Tangkou to perish.

"The supreme ancestors, cannot die...they will never die."

Zhao Longhu still held hope for the six supreme ancestors of the Tunnel Armor Sect...

...

"Do you understand, old Chan?"

Standing atop the mountain peak, the Eternal Life Sect Leader queried the Tiancan Monk.

If there’s only one protagonist in Mingjiang Prefecture tonight, it’s Zhou Xuan, then the Tiancan Monk and Eternal Life Sect Leader were the protagonist’s close bodyguards.

As bodyguards, their duty was singular—anyone who laid a hand on Zhou Xuan would be slain by them.

The six supreme ancestors hadn’t truly acted against Zhou Xuan, so they held back, not making a move,

but if the six supreme ancestors genuinely threatened Zhou Xuan’s life, they would act without hesitation.

And precisely because of this, they watched from the sidelines, observing the situation in Mingjiang with utmost clarity.

"Understood, it’s colorful play."

The Tiancan Monk said, "This Zhou Xuan, truly a formidable character; among the Zhou Family’s Nu, walking through nine Tangkou, he unwittingly chose the colorful play Tangkou."