Chapter 273: They Are All Intimidating Characters

In the dimly lit bar, the refined-looking man, suspected to be 'Old Zhang', appeared as if facing a formidable adversary. It was astonishing to witness someone of his stature and identity showing signs of nervousness. Such a revelation, if known to the world, would cause a significant stir and a sense of dread.

He intently studied the copper mirror engraved with mystical symbols. Something was moving so swiftly within it that it was nearly impossible to see clearly.

“Great Immortal, could it be that your nemesis is approaching? Is a powerful demon following you?” Qin Cheng asked nervously, sensing something amiss. He knew who Wang Xuan referred to as 'Old Zhang', especially from their time at the Taoist ancestral grounds on New Moon.

The man’s expression turned grave. A faint aura of immortality radiated from him as golden symbols lit up in his eyes while he gazed at the antique mirror. Red lines, like fine crimson lightning or spreading blood vessels, intertwined on the mirror's surface, creating an indiscernible pattern.

“This won't be easy,” he murmured, focusing on the mirror with furrowed brows, his posture rigid as he set down his wine glass.

Wang Xuan was moved. If this man was indeed Zhang Daoling, his serious and attentive manner indicated that the creature must be incredibly powerful. The enemy of the founder of Taoism would undoubtedly be a supreme demon.

Ordinary gods, demons, or immortal beings wouldn't dare approach 'Old Zhang'—they would be scared off from hundreds of miles away.

Even without projecting his spirit, Wang Xuan could partly use his spiritual third eye to discern the image in the mirror. His brows knitted together in a heavy frown. He saw a red figure moving at an astonishing speed, leaving countless afterimages intertwining in the night sky.

What was she doing? Her trajectory in the sky was mirrored by the red lines on the mirror's surface.

“The supernatural world is collapsing, and she’s trying to reactivate the supernatural rules,” the man explained.

Wang Xuan felt a chill run down his spine. Was it the person who had wanted to dance for him appearing again? He wasn’t prepared to watch her dance yet! Or more accurately, it wasn’t that she wanted to dance for him, but rather to come and deal with him. How many could stand against the arrival of a supreme demoness?

“Old Zhang, the person you offended seems extremely powerful. What era did you provoke such a formidable enemy? You look tense; can't you subdue her?” Wang Xuan inquired.

Qin Cheng felt dizzy with disbelief. “You really dare to call him 'Old Zhang',” he thought to himself.

Wang Xuan quickly clarified, “Great Immortal, I apologize. I called you that to show familiarity. It just slipped out.”

The man glanced at Wang Xuan but didn’t seem to mind. Instead, he said, “The supreme being in the mirror has indeed clashed with me, but this time, she might not be coming for me.”

Wang Xuan inwardly marveled at the man's might. He knew the woman's fearsomeness – she was a being who could traverse multiple realms, a top-tier force of her own.

This woman had been a terror since ancient times, having once killed a ruler of a realm with her bare, white fists during the struggle for the Elixir Furnace.

Yet, thinking of the man's high status and power, Wang Xuan realized it only highlighted the woman's strength even more.

The refined man noticed Wang Xuan's distraction and reminded him, “It’s highly likely she’s looking for you.”

Wang Xuan earnestly advised, “Great Immortal, how could someone like me be known to her? She must be after you. Be prepared and don’t underestimate her!”

The man chuckled, his handsome and radiant smile catching the attention of several women nearby, who couldn’t help but look his way.

Su Chan interjected, “You two are really giving off strong immortal vibes. Be mindful of the impact.”

She and the others, unaware of the man’s true identity, were curious but not overly awed.

“You don’t recognize her? You’ve clashed with her white tiger, haven’t you?” the man said with a smile.

Wang Xuan understood – this man was well aware of his past. Any further denial seemed pointless.

Calmly, Wang Xuan responded, “Great Immortal, how can I guide you if you don’t deal with her first?”

“You needn’t worry. Her true body is still behind the great curtain,” the man reassured.

Suddenly, his expression turned serious again. Through the mirror, he sensed another threat – another supreme being had appeared. He shifted the copper mirror slightly, and near the red lines, a white light emerged. As he adjusted the mirror, the image became somewhat clearer.

In the mirror stood a woman in white, floating in mid-air, her slight smile through the mirror enchanting and otherworldly.

"This woman... she’s truly beautiful!" Su Chan, herself a pretty young woman, couldn’t help but be astonished at the sight of the woman in the mirror, floating against the night sky.

Kong Yi sighed, "Great Immortal, is she one of the ancient female immortals? Such transcendent beauty, destined to descend to the mortal world?"

The refined man nodded solemnly, then turned to Wang Xuan, saying, "How have you managed to attract such legendary figures?"

Li Qingzhu, quiet and graceful, and Zhou Kun, with his slightly melancholic eyes, immediately turned their gaze to Wang Xuan, as if to say, 'You really have a way with exceptional people, don’t you?'

"You’re all thinking too much," Wang Xuan shook his head.

The woman in white was undoubtedly the female alchemist, a top-tier being whose physical form had been preserved. Her strength was unquestionable.

Was she just returning from the secret realm? Or was this the part of her spirit that controlled the Zheng family?

Additionally, had a fragment of the red-dressed female immortal's soul also entered the New Star? Wang Xuan frowned. Were these two just outside in the night sky? Something didn’t feel right.

"Are they in the high sky outside? Great Immortal, can you handle them alone?" Wang Xuan asked.

The man spoke gravely, "They've left. Just now, the red-dressed woman tried to attack you, but the other one stopped her. However, they both seemed... inclined to attack me."

The people present were speechless, thinking to themselves that this so-called 'great immortal' was not someone to be taken lightly.

Wang Xuan sat still, using his psychic third eye to glance outside.

The refined man gestured for Wang Xuan to look into the bronze mirror. In it, two figures were seen moving away, their images blurring for a long time before gradually becoming clearer.

One was a stunning woman in red, holding a paper umbrella amidst a fine mist of rain. Her long black hair flowed like a waterfall, her eyes intoxicating, exuding an otherworldly charm. She seemed to sense something and glanced their way.

The other, a woman in white enveloped in moonlight, descended slowly, untainted by worldly dust. Light as a feather, she touched down on the ground and looked towards them through the mirror.

Wang Xuan frowned, uneasy at the thought of these two women joining forces. This was definitely not good news.

The refined man turned to Wang Xuan and said, “It seems they'll be appearing in the mortal world soon, and they've chosen their landing spot near Suzhou. Didn’t you promise to guide them back?”

Wang Xuan's expression changed as he shook his head. “No!”

The situation was serious; these were no ordinary immortals.

“You have too many problems surrounding you,” the man said, looking back into the mirror and noticing several pieces of yellow paper money floating down.

He sighed, “Why are all the people around you so fierce and peculiar?”

Wang Xuan nodded helplessly, thinking to himself that it included him too.

Suddenly, the refined man closed his mouth, bowed his head to drink, and quickly put away the mirror.

Wang Xuan caught a glimpse of the last image in the mirror and his face paled. The mirror was truly miraculous, even reflecting such beings.

Soon, several beings appeared at the entrance of the bar. Among them were individuals in spacesuits and another riding on the back of a golden lion, all smiling as they entered the bar.