My Whole Class Isekai'd to a Xianxia? Good Thing I Can Do Mind-reading-Chapter 275: Final Battle

Feng Fan used the spiritual qi stones inside his space ring, channeling their energy into the Suppression Relic. With his current cultivation level, flying to the heart of the Azure Dragon Continent on his own would take far too long—time they didn't have. The relic trembled slightly before humming to life, its ancient runes flickering as it absorbed the energy.

Even with this boost, their journey stretched nearly two weeks.

The differences between the continents were stark. Unlike the Black Turtle Continent, which had only fallen to the Shen Empire four years ago, the Azure Dragon Continent had been under their rule for centuries.

The scars of war had long since faded, replaced by towering cities, grandiose palaces, and an overwhelming sense of control. The people here no longer resisted, because most of them were from the Shen Empire. Slaves were fewer in number, their presence overshadowed by the generations of loyal citizens born and raised under imperial rule.

Despite the scale of the continent, it didn't take long for Feng Fan to gather information on the location of the prisoners from the Dao Seeking School and the Black Turtle Sect.

Feng Fan and Dong Tao stood atop a hill overlooking the sprawling structure, its golden spires piercing the sky.

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"Dong Tao, follow my lead. And—" Feng Fan turned to him with a sharp gaze—"don't snap again like you did in Cloudveil City, alright?"

Dong Tao clenched his fists, his expression darkening at the memory of the atrocities they had witnessed. But after a deep breath, his shoulders relaxed. "Don't worry, Brother Feng. I'll control my temper this time. I know how important this mission is."

Feng Fan studied him for a moment before nodding in approval. "Good."

They moved closer under the cover of night.

The castle's defenses were formidable. A tier 8 protective array encased the entire fortress like a shimmering veil. This was only the first layer. Inside, countless guards patrolled the grounds, their armor gleaming under the moonlight. Archers stood at attention on the towering walls, and formations designed to detect intruders were woven seamlessly into the landscape.

A direct confrontation was suicide. But Feng Fan had no intention of fighting his way through.

If there was one thing he excelled at, it was tricking people and breaking through formations.

He moved toward the side of the castle, his fingers tracing the intricate lines of the array. To an untrained eye, it was an impenetrable defense—but to him, it was nothing more than an easy puzzle waiting to be solved. He let out a soft chuckle.

'They call this a tier 8 array? How laughable.'

With a flick of his sleeve, he inscribed an array of his own, the runes forming fluidly in the air before sinking into the barrier like water absorbing ink. A silent ripple spread outward. Then—without a single sound—the section before him vanished.

Feng Fan slipped through and motioned for Dong Tao to follow.

Instead of disguising themselves as Shen Empire soldiers, Feng Fan activated an illusion array, bending the light around them to render them invisible. They moved like shadows, slipping through the castle grounds undetected.

From atop the outer wall, two guards patrolled idly, their voices carrying in the still night.

"This patrol job is so damn boring. Who would even dare to attack this place?" one of them grumbled, rubbing his temples.

His companion snorted. "As long as it pays well, who cares? Stop complaining and do your damn job."

They both chuckled, oblivious to the danger creeping behind them.

Feng Fan moved with precision. He flicked his fingers, weaving an isolation array around the guards. The night grew unnaturally still—the wind, the distant chatter, even the sound of their own breathing was abruptly snuffed out. They didn't notice.

Then, with a flick of his sleeve, he activated a killing array within the silence barrier.

The result was immediate.

The guards stiffened, their eyes widening in horror as crimson lines bloomed across their bodies. No screams. No warning. They collapsed without a single sound, their bodies dissolving into nothingness as the array consumed them whole.

Dong Tao, who had been watching from the side, felt a chill creep down his spine. He had always known Feng Fan was skilled in the Array Dao, but this… this was something else.

He stared at his companion in awe. 'Just how deep does his mastery of arrays go…?'

Feng Fan didn't notice Dong Tao's gaze, nor did he care. His mind was wholly focused on the task at hand—one misstep could cost them their lives.

A shimmer of light flickered over their bodies, and in an instant, their appearances shifted. Now, they were the very same guards who had been patrolling just moments ago. With another flick of his sleeve, the real bodies vanished into nothingness, consumed by the array.

"Let's move," Feng Fan murmured, his voice low but firm.

He adjusted his posture, perfectly mimicking the guards' patrol stance as he resumed their rounds with ease. Dong Tao followed suit.

The surrounding guards remained utterly oblivious, not even sparing them a glance. Their deception had taken place right under their noses.

Minutes passed in tense silence as they made their way across the fortress wall. Then, seizing an opportune moment when no one was watching, Feng Fan smoothly veered off course, slipping down into the castle's outer grounds. Dong Tao followed without hesitation.

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Inside the heart of Shen Yi's castle, a vast chamber pulsed with an overwhelming density of spiritual qi. High-grade qi stones lay scattered in elaborate formations, their energies feeding into an intricate web of qi-gathering arrays.

At the center of it all sat a man in deep meditation. His cultivation had reached the peak of the Transcending Tribulation Realm—one final step, and he would ascend beyond the limits of this world, soaring into the Immortal Realm.

This man was none other than Prince Shen Yi.

A mechanical voice echoed in his mind:

[Warning. Sect Master of the Heavens Suppression Sect detected.]

[Host, proceed to eliminate the anomaly.]

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open. A chilling grin curled his lips, a cruel light flashing within his gaze.

"So… you've decided to come yourself?" he murmured, his fingers twitching in anticipation.

"Good. That will make things much easier."