"Roar! Roar!"

The sound was fierce and deep, and behind the Purple Ox Taoist, a mighty force gathered.

This force, in its haziness, seemed to take on the form of a "Dragon Turtle."

As the Purple Ox Taoist slowly advanced, the momentum of the Dragon Turtle also quickened by half a measure,

the momentum encircling the Purple Ox Taoist within its center.

This was the Dragon Turtle formation diagram of Tunnel Armor.

The Dragon Turtle is the world’s strongest defensive Divine Beast, its shell as solid as a fortress, capable of withstanding the sharpest attacks.

The Purple Ox Taoist, using the Dragon Turtle to protect himself, intended to rely on this unparalleled defense to probe Zhou Xuan’s reality. Strategically speaking, this was indeed a top choice.

However, the Purple Ox Taoist first walked slowly, then accelerated rapidly. But after traversing several hundred zhang, when he was only a few dozen zhang away from Zhou Xuan, it seemed as if he had hit an invisible wall of air.

Only the sound of "boom" was heard.

The air in front of the Purple Ox Taoist seemed to twist slightly from his powerful strike, and then, all that impact force was fully rebounded back onto him,

causing the Purple Ox Taoist to tumble over himself.

Li Changxun enjoyed the moment immensely, laughing as he said, "This Dragon Turtle strikes fiercely, but unfortunately, it doesn’t have much wit and can’t make sharp turns."

Zhou Xuan, too, was full of smiles, shaking his fan as he spoke lightly, "I told you all, in this Battlefield Stage, I am the Boss,

You all rushed to launch an attack before Boss Zhou had even spoken?"

"Whenever I say start, that’s when the battle begins."

Zhou Xuan closed his fan, pointing the tip towards the Hulu Taoist, saying, "Tunnel Armor dignitaries, the show hasn’t started yet, so stay put."

"When will the fight start? Are you, Zhou Xuan, too scared of us to begin?"

Hulu Taoist sneered coldly.

Zhao Longhu spoke for the dignitaries, saying, "Zhou Xuan, aren’t you stalling because you know you can’t win, using this stage to buy time?

If it’s a matter of stalling, you won’t outlast us."

Zhao Luosheng stood out, saying, "Our Tunnel Armor Sect dignitaries cultivate Longevity Heavenly Dao, not claiming to live as long as Heaven and Earth, but living for thousands of years is no problem.

If you stall for time, wasting your lifespan, you’ll tire out with your hair white and years ended."

"I, Zhou Xuan, have never liked dragging things out. The reason the Battlefield hasn’t unveiled its curtain is because—the audience hasn’t arrived."

Zhou Xuan lightly patted his left palm with his folded fan, speaking leisurely, "A good show is not solely the actors’ art,

No matter how well the actors perform, if the audience below is sparse, it means little,

A good show is forever a splendid creation between excellent actors and passionate audiences."

"This show needs an audience."

Zhou Xuan, upon saying this, suddenly closed his eyes, fully unleashing his Perception power...

...

In Mingjiang Prefecture, within Xie Family’s Cave,

Zhou Xuan’s storytelling voice was still uninterrupted, but the audience’s desire to slay the Tunnel Armor Grandmaster in vengeance for the deceased in Mingjiang Prefecture grew stronger,

This sense of revenge hindered their immersive listening, even though the story was excellently told, they listened with waning interest, and as their mood grew increasingly ominous,

suddenly,

a familiar voice came to each listener’s ear—this voice was slightly husky but full of energy, penetrating strongly, a voice favored in opera and storytelling, "Yun Zheyue’s" voice.

"It’s the master’s voice."

A commotion arose among the audience,

Everyone turned back to find out the source of Zhou Xuan’s voice,

but they couldn’t discover it, this whisper reaching each ear was Zhou Xuan’s Perception flowing into every single heart, creating the sound.

"Everyone, today the appearance of the Tunnel Armor disciples has disrupted your enjoyment of storytelling, but even without a story, I, Zhou Xuan, have prepared a good show for you, and I wonder if you’d honor me with your presence to watch."

Upon hearing that Zhou Xuan had prepared a show, all nodded in agreement, regardless of what the show was.

The Master has never let anyone down whether it was storytelling or rebuilding Mingjiang Prefecture.

Because he’d never disappointed, Zhou Xuan’s promise became a matter of anticipation.

"This show’s lineup is me, in front of all of you, wiping out those Tunnel Armor disciples, including their high and mighty dignitaries who overlook us of Mingjiang as mere nothing." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"If it’s a show like that, I shall support it. Master, I want to watch."

"I want to watch too."

"Besides slaying Tunnel Armor disciples, there’s a group of Buddha Country people who must also be cleared out. The Xianhuo disaster in Mingjiang Prefecture is largely caused by Buddha Country stirring up trouble."

"I must watch that too."

"Master, sign me up, I want to watch the show."

For a moment, the crowd was ablaze with enthusiasm.

Meanwhile, Zhou Xuan continued to uplift the Mingjiang Prefecture audience’s morale, and the higher their spirits, the greater it boosted Zhou Xuan when entering the Battlefield Stage.

"Everyone, come watch the show, you’re not merely spectators, in this show I require your Wish Power support. In other words, the more you support me, the greater my strength,

my strength only strong enough to match Heaven and Earth, can slice through Taoists and Buddha Country people like chopping chickens and dogs,

You all, tonight, are warriors of Mingjiang Prefecture. You are all avenging Mingjiang Prefecture."