The sounds and echoes of fighting, grunts, and high speed rush resounded further into the cave. This was likely Eshe and the other members group. When he felt their presence, he didn't sense any demonic aura originating from Yaoguai, indicating the fighting was likely due to conflict between groups.

"My cultivation base has only slightly returned…" Contemplating swiftly, Yan Zaizen deduced that his current cultivation wouldn't make him invincible amongst the groups, but he should fair well. However, getting into conflict with a group would be detrimental with only a first-floor Heavenly Genesis Realm's power, Imperial Law or not.

After weighing the situation, he decided the best move for him now would be to gain more heaven hearts. He would join Eshe's group once more and attempt to s.n.a.t.c.h the wealth or resources of the others.

"Wait…" Yan Zaizen was about to take this path, but he stopped. This path wasn't befitting his personality, relenting and teaming up with those who used him as bait, neither was teaming up with the other group. He did intend to get revenge later in case of the former, but that would make him far more of a schemer than he felt he was. From the beginning of his cultivation path, he's always been direct.

Direct and forceful.

"Team up? Haha, no. Let's just rob everyone, if they refuse..." Murderous intent emerged in his eyes filled with an imperious ferocity. Behind this murderous intent was intense degree of greed, but also intelligence. He wouldn't let greed overwhelm his mind like before. Recalling the recent incident, he would definitely be cautious.

If Yan Zaizen didn't have a hundred percent confidence in being able to force everyone to coputulate to his will, especially a group of second-floor heavenly cultivators, he wouldn't be a person who could establish a Sovereign's Dao.

"With my heavenly cultivation base, I can power this array slightly, but it should be more than enough." Yan Zaizen retrieved twelve items that emanated deep and vast spatial fluctuations. The twelve s.p.a.ces the objects occupied had various forms of different oddities around them.

"I've never used these 'offerings' to good use," Yan Zaizen smiled as he remembered Eitan, the spatial Heavenly Commander from the Canis Major Realm. At that time, Yan Zaizen had used the Mystic Realm of Isolation to bewilder him into insanity and s.n.a.t.c.hed all twelve regalias.

In truth, if the expert had figured out how Yan Zaizen had done it, with the twelve regalias backed by his cultivation base, he had a very small chance for escape. Unfortunately, Yan Zaizen was merciless and also has established his sixth-floor at the time.

The moment his array was broken, he had no way out.

Normally, Yan Zaizen would only use this as reference to prove his insights into spatial conceptual laws. Each Regalia contained a portion of the half-Imperial Law of the Spatial Form of Infinite Stability. Together, they composed about 80-90% of its entirety.

The force behind Eitan must've had dozens if not hundreds of Heavenly Commanders, to achieve this feat of twelve regalia. After all, gaining comprehension into a different concept was like traveling a different legacy. The force had twelve peak legacies! This was mind blowing and likely rivaled Heavenly Monarch controlled forces.

"Now that I think about it, Eitan must've had a pretty impressive status." Yan Zaizen had rarely cared about other people's status since his cultivation path started. He would often act as he please, even when facing the Xiantu Realmlord!

Taking these twelve regalias, Yan Zaizen had them float in a circle behind him, his eyes no longer contained an amber-gold color, but dazzlingly brilliant silver. This silver seemed to contain the most stable form of energy. The objects rotated slowly, giving off a strange illusion of distorted s.p.a.ce.

When Yan Zaizen had met Eitan, the twelve regalias were in a different layer of s.p.a.ce. This made breaking the array so, so much harder. It was also this reason why the Lycans were truly helpless. Heavenly experts, even Heavenly Commanders, can break into chaotic s.p.a.ce and the spatial void, but an independent s.p.a.ce is nearly impossible. Especially if its a pocket spatial dimension that constantly s.h.i.+fted.

It was like a normal human trying to open a flying door that moved every time they got close. It was beyond infuriating unless you had the ability to stop the door or teleport!

Yan Zaizen could be considered someone who could teleport, reaching the door regardless of where it is. This was how he obtained it before.

Now, he was employing the same method as Eitan. The regalias seemed like background pieces, their fluctuations concealed except by the keenest of eyes who understood s.p.a.ce laws.

The others were approaching, Yan Zaizen's silver eyes abruptly s.h.i.+ned like light.

Eshe and her group were no longer a team of six, but a team of four. Only Eshe, the two armored knights, and Bronzelion remained. As for the other group, they were even worse off and could be seen being in the lead, obviously being chased by Eshe's group viciously.

There were only two, Iceborn and another. This person was a fiery-looking red-head with a healthy jade skin, and voluptuous body. However, both Iceborn and this red-head were in dire straits, their bodies seemed to be injured in random places, sometimes cuts and sometimes burns, as well as their clothes which were armaments being ripped in certain places.

If Yan Zaizen wasn't intended to rob all and kill all who resisted, he might've been willing to save the damsels in distress. Even their eyes and expressions were pitiful, invoking pity within. He may let them off, if possible.

"Wait…"

Yan Zaizen's expression darkened as he slowly pondered. "An illusory charm?" Unable to comprehend his thoughts, his eyes turned solemn. To think his mind could be affected by a charm ability? Not to mention, he actually fell for it briefly. He didn't know if it was due to his weak soul or his weak cultivation, but he felt angered.

The charm wasn't done personally by the two women but from items in their possessions. Regardless of the circ.u.mstances, in the end, there were two genders and oftentimes, an illusory charm could save one's life regardless of which gender you face. Yan Zaizen didn't know this, but both men and women in the Fortune Cemetery often carried them. Even if their opponent is merciful for a split second, it would be enough to turn the situation around.

Unfortunately, besides Bronzelion, the other three didn't seem fazed and their strikes were filled with intent to kill. However, as they approached, they noticed a person standing at the center of the tunnel with twelve silver objects spinning in a perfect circle behind him.

Eshe's eyes widened when she saw Yan Zaizen, her expression odd and awkward. However, she then revealed murderous intent for a split second, but it vanished like dust in the wind. Her expression turned urgent as she shouted towards Yan Zaizen.

"Daoist Ascension, please hinder their movements! If you can, I'll compensate you accordingly!" If Yan Zaizen could halt them for a split second, the two would be as good as dead. When she looked at Iceborn, in her hand was a green orb, her eyes flashed with greed.

In truth, regardless if Yan Zaizen agreed or not, she wouldn't keep him alive. No self-respecting cultivator who've survived in the Fortune Cemetery would. After using him as bait due to his ignorance, she wouldn't allow him to grow and be a potential threat. The same could be said for the remaining members of her group.

However, hearing Eshe, they only remained silent.

"You want me to stop them? Sure!" Smirking, the twelve regalias started to brightly s.h.i.+ne. Luckily, the regalias didn't need an absurd amount of power to activate. Arrays often used external forces of power, like the formation flags or heavenly materials, such as heavenly crystals or regalias.

Yan Zaizen didn't care about their thoughts. He had already decided to kill Eshe and her sister without a second thought. No choices. Anyone who uses him as bait, dies.

As for the rest? They can choose their fate. As a sovereign, this was his bottomline.

Using the spatial array powered by twelve regalias, he pressed his palm forward causing the surrounding s.p.a.ce to ripple.

The expressions of both groups drastically changed.