Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

In Cangmang Province, Cangming's defeat was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up countless waves. Lin Fan's name spread all over Cangmang Province and became the focus of discussion among the cultivators. They couldn't help but feel terrified by this powerful invader - a person who could defeat Cangming must be an extremely terrifying existence. What was even more shocking was that such a strong man was not alone, but led a team that was also not to be underestimated. Even some older people in the province began to pay close attention to this mysterious team.

In the deep forest of the northernmost part of Cangmang State, there is an ancient stone temple hidden. The bluestone floor shows the traces of time. The stone temple is surrounded by dense forests. Usually no one dares to approach it because it is the gathering place of several strongest leaders in Cangmang State. At this time, several huge candles were burning in the stone temple, and the flames cast long shadows in the temple.

A monk in a blood-red robe stood in the center of the stone hall. He had a stern face and held a black scepter in his hand. The top of the scepter was inlaid with a gem that shone with blood, as if ready to release endless murderous intent at any time. This man was called Blood Cloud Ancestor, a well-known strong man in Cangmang State. His cultivation had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and his combat power was far superior to Cangming.

"Although Cang Ming was defeated, we must never underestimate the enemy again." The hoarse voice of the Blood Cloud Patriarch echoed in the stone hall with a frightening power. "This man is coming with great force and has already stepped into several states. If we don't stop him as soon as possible, there will be endless troubles."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cultivator in a green Taoist robe beside him said in a deep voice: "Yes, the strength of Lin Fan and his group should not be underestimated, especially his giant axe, which can even break through Cang Ming's defensive magic weapon. If we underestimate the enemy, we may repeat the same mistake."

This green-robed monk was called Taoist Qingyang, a fellow Taoist friend of Blood Cloud Patriarch, and his cultivation was at the late Nascent Soul stage. His eyes were solemn, and he was obviously extremely wary of Lin Fan.

"But we are not without a chance of winning." The black-clad woman sitting on one side of the stone hall suddenly spoke. Her voice was like the cry of a night owl, which made people shudder. "Although Lin Fan is strong, there are only five of them after all. Cangmang Province is our territory. We can lure them into a trap and defeat them one by one."

Her name is Ghost-faced Granny, and she is known for her viciousness and scheming. Her eyes glow with a faint green light under the candlelight, as if they can penetrate people's hearts.

Ancestor Xueyun nodded, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes: "Yes, since they dare to come, we will prepare a feast for them. Let them know that Cangmang Province is not so easy to cross."

The three of them smiled at each other, and a cold light flashed in their eyes. Then, they began to discuss in secret how to set up traps and how to encircle and suppress Lin Fan's team...

At the same time, in a hidden small village in the southern part of Cangmang Province, Lin Fan and his team were resting in a wooden house. The wooden house was simple but tidy. The sunlight outside the window shone through the gaps in the leaves and cast mottled shadows on the ground. Inside the house, several people were sitting around a wooden table, on which a map drawn on coarse cloth was spread out.

"Brother Lin, the news we just received from the villagers seems that a huge force is gathering in the state." Zhong Ling'er said softly, her brows slightly frowned, obviously feeling uneasy about the movements of this force.

"Hmm." Lin Fan looked down at the map, tapped a mark on it with his finger, and a trace of contemplation appeared in his eyes. "It seems that the leaders of Cangmang Province have already taken action and are ready to deal with us."

"Why should we be afraid of them!" Jin Buke snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with a hint of fighting spirit, "So what if they have more people? We may not lose in a head-on battle!"

"That being said, we cannot underestimate the enemy." Ye Wuhen interjected, his voice calm and rational, "These leaders are not opponents like Cang Ming. We need a more cautious strategy."

Jiang Shuiling nodded, with a hint of determination in her eyes: "Yes, although we have been invincible along the way, our opponents are also getting stronger. We can't take every step lightly."

Lin Fan raised his head and looked at each of his companions. His eyes swept between Jin Buke, Jiang Shuiling, Zhong Ling'er and Ye Wuhen, and then he smiled faintly: "Everyone, the next challenge will be more difficult. But we have come this far, and we will never back down."

His voice was sonorous and powerful, with an unquestionable determination. Several teammates nodded, Jin Buk patted the hilt of his sword, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Then let them come, we can just test the results of our recent training."

Zhong Ling'er also smiled and agreed, "Yes, I recently inherited the Water Dragon Secret Realm, and I was just thinking of trying out this new technique."

Ye Wuhen's eyes flickered, and he said slowly: "If the enemy has an ambush, we can use the terrain to scout their movements first, and then make plans."

Jiang Shuiling pondered for a moment and continued, "We may be able to use the geographical advantages of the village to prevent the enemy from finding out our exact location and delay their actions."

Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, and the others quickly entered into a discussion about the battle. Each of them put forward their own ideas, and finally reached a preliminary plan. They decided to lead the enemy into a dense forest outside the village, and use the terrain and their new strength to defeat the incoming enemies one by one.

As night fell, the village was silent. Lin Fan and his teammates had already begun to set up formations and traps in the dense forest. Zhong Ling'er stood under a tall old tree, forming seals with her hands and muttering something. As she moved, several vines slowly rose from the ground, entwined around the tree trunks and rocks, forming a series of natural obstacles. A few beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, but her eyes were full of concentration.

"Zhong Ling'er's formation has been set up." Jin Buke was on guard at the side. Seeing this, he nodded and said to Lin Fan, "Brother Lin, what should we do next?"

Lin Fan stood on a tall rock, overlooking the entire dense forest. His eyes were like lightning, scanning everything around him: "Jin Buke, you lurk behind the formation and wait for the enemy to be trapped before attacking. Jiang Shuiling, you assist Zhong Ling'er and ensure the operation of the formation. Ye Wuhen, you are responsible for scouting the enemy's movements, and tell us immediately if there is any movement."

"Understood!" Several people agreed in unison and quickly took action.

Ye Wuhen's figure flashed, and he disappeared into the darkness like a ghost. He was as fast as lightning, moving silently through the woods, as if blending into the night. His eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly, and his ears caught any possible movement. As a spy in the team, Ye Wuhen knew that his task was arduous. He had to find the enemy's traces in advance to buy time for his teammates to make arrangements.

Under the cover of night, Lin Fan silently sat cross-legged on the rock, holding the handle of the Qiankun Axe with both hands, closing his eyes and sensing the fluctuations of spiritual energy around him. A murderous aura gradually filled the air, and the roar of beasts in the depths of the dense forest gradually subsided, as if they also sensed some impending danger.