Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

Xia Jin stared intently at the three figures, completely ignoring what they were saying.

But he quickly noticed something different.

Those three faces were indeed about 80% similar to the portraits he had seen in the ancient Taoist texts in his previous life, but their auras were completely different.

He remembered very clearly that in his previous life there was an extremely detailed description of the Three Pure Ones of Taoism:

The Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerable resides above the Thirty-Six Heavens, holding the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi in his hand, draped in myriad rays of light, and the opening and closing of his eyes evokes the image of the beginning of heaven and earth and the separation of chaos.

The Supreme Pure Spiritual Treasure Celestial Venerable, with a purple-gold bell hanging from his waist, steps on nine-colored clouds, and the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords behind him, is invincible in attack;

Taiqing Daode Tianzun, with white hair and a youthful face, rides a green ox, and a Taiji diagram floats above the cauldron. He exudes an intangible grandeur that teaches all things and follows the natural way.

The three sages' words and actions were in accordance with the laws of heaven and earth, and their breaths resonated with the Great Dao.

However, the three people in front of him, although they were Saint Realm experts, did not have that Dao aura.

"Perhaps it's just a resemblance. But can such coincidences really exist in the world?" Xia Jin frowned. He even thought of the Eastern Emperor Bell lying in his sea of ​​consciousness, a top-grade spiritual treasure from a mythical past life!

Just as Xia Jin was still deep in thought, a hand gently patted his shoulder.

"Um?"

Xia Jin suddenly snapped out of her daze, her gaze shifting from the high platform to Jiang Ling's helpless face.

He quickly looked ahead again, and the three seats on the platform were already empty.

Before he could even react, the three Saint Realm beings had already left.

"Hey, you haven't been spacing out the whole time and haven't been listening to anything, have you?" Jiang Ling looked at Xia Jin, who rarely seemed lost, and felt a little helpless.

Xia Jin gave an awkward smile. "Um, I did get a little distracted just now. By the way, what exactly did those three talk about regarding extraterrestrial races?!"

"You... never mind!!" Jiang Ling took a deep breath, resisting the urge to roll her eyes, and quickly repeated what she had just said.

"Those three Saint Realm beings personally confirmed that the unusual movements of the extraterrestrial races are indeed true. Moreover, based on their speculation, this time it is highly likely that the Stone Race and the Corpse Race, two of the eight strongest alien races, have joined forces to invade."

"Because, outside this realm, people have already discovered the presence of these two races."

"The Stone Clan is naturally physically strong, impervious to blades and spears, making it difficult to leave a mark on them. The Corpse Clan is even more enigmatic, with numerous branches and unpredictable methods. Against these two clans, in the same realm, it is difficult for our human race to gain the upper hand."

"If these two races really join forces," Jiang Ling's voice carried a hint of worry, "I'm afraid the entire Mirage Cloud Realm will be plunged into a catastrophe."

"The Corpse Clan and the Stone Clan?" Xia Jin suddenly raised an eyebrow. Aren't these her two "old friends"?

I had fought the Stone Clan before my first trip to the Mirage Realm; and a few days ago, my true form had even fought the corpse of their ancestor, and suppressed it within my sea of ​​consciousness.

Perhaps to him, these two races were just so-so.

But for the other forces in the Mirage Realm, it was an absolute disaster.

"Although those three Saint Realm experts can hold off the Saint Realm beings from these two races," Jiang Ling said solemnly, "we will have to rely on ourselves on the battlefield below the Saint Realm level. In that case, the entire Mirage Cloud Realm will inevitably suffer heavy losses."

Her eyes met Xia Jin's, her gaze filled with an unprecedented seriousness: "So, we need to prepare as soon as possible."

"That does sound like it puts some pressure on the entire Mirage Realm!" Xia Jin nodded, but then fell silent.

Inside the main hall, most of the leaders of various forces had already left the three holy lands, except for a few who remained to discuss matters, and were making arrangements in advance.

After a moment of silence, Xia Jin finally stood up.

"Once we return, we will notify the entire Hehuan Sword Sect to relocate to the Heavenly Alliance's headquarters in Pingyang County. Move everything that can be moved, and move as much as possible that can't be moved! There is still some time before the extraterrestrial races invade the Mirage Cloud Realm."

"Move to Pingyang County?" Jiang Ling's eyes narrowed, but she already understood Xia Jin's meaning.

"With me here," Xia Jin said with a hint of confidence in his eyes, "I may not be able to protect the entire Mirage Realm, but I think protecting a mere Pingyang County should not be a problem."

Although Xia Jin's voice wasn't loud, it was still heard by the leaders of the factions who were talking nearby, and they all looked in Xia Jin's direction.

"This kid's got quite the nerve!" One of the middle-aged men, whose eyes were somewhat gloomy, couldn't help but sneer.

"That's right, he actually thinks he can protect an entire prefecture by himself? I bet this kid has never even seen an alien race from outer space." Beside him, a figure with hands past his knees also had a face full of disdain.

However, Xia Jin paid no attention to their discussion.

After all, for him who has now reached the Saint Realm, the fourth level of the Great Power Realm is no different from an ant.

"Okay, we'll do it your way!!" Jiang Ling looked at Xia Jin's determined eyes and finally nodded.

"But it may take some time for the thousands of disciples of the Hehuan Sword Sect to relocate to the Tianmeng headquarters in Pingyang County." She seemed somewhat troubled.

"Don't worry, I didn't ask you to move in tomorrow. I believe a month should be enough time, right?"

"It doesn't need to be a month." Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. "Ten days, ten days is enough."

"I will now return to the Huanjian Sect to arrange the relocation. See you at the Heavenly Alliance in ten days!"

Jiang Ling was never one to drag things out. She gave Xia Jin a deep look, then turned and left.

"He's got quite an impatient nature!"

Xia Jin watched Jiang Ling's disappearing figure before slowly withdrawing her gaze.

"Next, we need to strengthen the foundation of the newly established Heavenly Alliance, so let's start with those spiritual veins!"

Several spiritual veins that he had sensed in Qiankun Prefecture flashed through Xia Jin's mind, and before he knew it, he had already walked out of the main hall.

Xia Jin had only walked a short distance from the palace gate when he suddenly stopped, because he caught a glimpse of a figure not far away.

Not far ahead, under an ancient tree, Leng Wushuang, the sect leader of the Glazed Sword Sect, was nodding at him.

Xia Jin raised an eyebrow, strode over, and said with a hint of teasing in her voice, "Hey Sect Leader Leng, aren't you going back to the Glazed Sword Sect? Are you staying here specifically to wait for me?"

Leng Wushuang's gaze fell on Xia Jin's face, but she didn't respond to his joke.

"Xia Jin, I have a favor to ask."

"Hmm?" Seeing that she was serious, Xia Jin also put away her joking expression. "Sect Leader Leng, please speak freely."

Leng Wushuang's face held an unusual solemnity: "If one day, the alien races truly breach the defenses of the Mirage Realm, and the Glazed Sword Sect faces the threat of annihilation... I hope you can intervene."

Her eyes met Xia Jin's without flinching.

Xia Jin looked at her and suddenly smiled.

The laughter startled Leng Wushuang, who was already tense.

"I say, Sect Leader Leng," Xia Jin said, arms crossed, a slight smile on her lips, "have you forgotten that, nominally speaking, I am still the senior disciple of the Glazed Sword Sect?"

"I don't need you to remind me of this. If that day ever comes, I will do my best to protect the Glazed Sword Sect."

Leng Wushuang stared at him blankly, her voice softer than before: "Thank you."

"However, the Tianshui County where the Glazed Sword Sect is located is adjacent to the Pingyang County, and the two places are only a thousand miles apart."

"If possible, the Glazed Sword Sect... could also move to the Heavenly Alliance's headquarters. That would be much safer."

Xia Jin's suggestion also caused Leng Wushuang to fall silent.

As the sect leader of the Glazed Sword Sect, she understood better than anyone what relocating the sect meant.

This matter is far too complicated.

But this time it concerns the very survival of the entire Glazed Sword Sect, so perhaps some changes really are needed.

Leng Wushuang snapped out of her daze and nodded to Xia Jin.

"I... I'll think about it and get back to you within three days!!"

Xia Jin simply smiled and cupped her hands in a gesture of respect: "Sect Leader Leng, please take your time to consider. It should still be some time before the alien races truly invade. Once you have made up your mind, please let me know."

Leng Wushuang nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Goodbye.