The moment they clashed, the difference in their strength became glaringly apparent.

Ye Liuyun couldn’t help but rush forward to catch the man, quickly feeding him a few drops of Life Spring Water. However, since he remained invisible, the golden-armored alien didn’t notice him—only suspecting that the trio had hidden reinforcements.

The man absorbed the Life Spring Water with astonishing speed, swiftly stabilizing his grievous injuries. He shoved the black umbrella into Ye Liuyun’s arms and sent a mental message: *"Forget about us—find a way to deal with the aliens!"*

Without hesitation, Ye Liuyun pulled out an empty wine flask, filled it with Life Spring Water, and handed it over. "Give this to the other two," he urged.

The man took it without wasting time on thanks, darting back to the old man’s side. After gulping down a mouthful himself, he passed the flask to the woman, then to the elder.

"Drinking won’t save you," the golden-armored alien sneered, completely unfazed. "Even if you swallowed elixirs, you’d still be no match for me." Little did it know they were consuming Life Spring Water.

The three warriors focused on absorbing the water’s healing energy while strategizing their next move. Meanwhile, Ye Liuyun stashed the black umbrella and retreated into the shadows, his sharp eyes scanning the city’s layout with precision.

*The aliens are really going all out this time,* he thought grimly. *Nearly a thousand warriors at the Third Heaven Realm, plus over sixty of those three-eyed freaks.*

The strongest among them was undoubtedly the golden-armored alien in combat—their so-called Elder Muxi. Ye Liuyun’s golden pupils scrutinized its core, sensing a power that surpassed even the Third Heaven Realm.

*Could this be the core of a Dominator-level being?* he wondered.

The three warriors had also taken note of the alien forces below, their faces darkening with concern.

"Hah! How’s that? Scared now, aren’t you? If it weren’t for capturing Ye Liuyun, we’d have wiped out your pathetic planet already. Hand him over, and I might just spare your lives!" Mulai’s smug voice rang out again.

Yet the three warriors merely exchanged glances before splitting apart, launching coordinated attacks from three different directions.

"Since you’re determined to die, I’ll oblige you!" Mulai’s shadow flickered as he lunged toward the elder—the strongest among them.

But their teamwork was flawless. The other two instantly shifted into offense and defense, covering the elder’s retreat.

Their aerial battle raged with thunderous force, forcing the alien forces below to combine their energy into a massive protective dome against the shockwaves.

Mulai fought with single-minded focus, utterly indifferent to the fate of his underlings. Only the golden-armored aliens and the altar within the city occasionally drew his attention.

The trio quickly noticed this weakness. Mid-combat, the young man feinted before suddenly darting toward the city’s altar.

Seizing Mulai’s split-second hesitation, the elder and woman unleashed devastating attacks on the city. Without intervention, golden-armored casualties were inevitable.

Yet Mulai responded with a vicious grin, ignoring the assault to focus his full power on the nearest woman.

She proved equally ruthless—instead of retreating, she burned her core energy and spatial power for a final, desperate strike.

BOOM! CRASH! KABOOM!

After the deafening explosions, only drifting blood mist and shattered fragments of her bronze mirror remained, slowly raining downward.

On the ground, the old man and the woman had already shattered dozens of the alien creatures, including seven or eight clad in golden armor and over a dozen in silver.

The man’s attack, however, was desperately blocked by several aliens who threw themselves in the way. Yet neither he nor the old man had time to grieve—they immediately plunged into the fray, cutting down more of the enemy.

They had already realized they were no match for Muxi. Continuing to fight him would only lead to defeat, so they chose instead to thin the horde below, easing the pressure on Ye Liuyun.

But Muxi paid them no mind. With a vicious swipe of his claw, he struck at the old man.

The elder instantly ignited his core and spatial realm, unleashing every ounce of his power to meet Muxi’s blow.

A deafening explosion followed.

The shockwave tore apart the surrounding aliens, scattering them like broken dolls.

But the old man himself was crushed into a pulp under Muxi’s monstrous strength.

Seizing the moment, the man burned his own essence and spatial realm, throwing a desperate punch at Muxi—only for the alien lord to deflect it effortlessly with the power of his own spatial domain.

Depleted and defenseless, the man was shredded by the backlash of energy, his body torn apart alongside the aliens caught in the blast.

Watching these three mighty warriors fall to the alien horde, Ye Liuyun felt a sharp pang in his chest.

These were the Sacred Dynasty’s finest cultivators—now dead, all three at once.

Their unwavering trust in him weighed heavily on his shoulders.

He longed to strike Muxi down with a surprise attack using his white light. But the alien lord’s power was overwhelming—too far, and Muxi would evade it; too close, and he’d detect the ambush.

For now, Ye Liuyun could only retreat, seething with frustration, to devise another plan.

Mu Xi’s strength far exceeded his expectations. He needed to find a way to get close to her without being detected.

After leaving the area, Ye Liuyun immediately transformed into the likeness of an alien soldier and infiltrated their ranks, poisoning their supplies.

Frustration burned in his chest—this was his way of avenging those three unknown warriors by thinning the enemy’s numbers.

Once the poison had spread widely among the alien forces, Ye Liuyun’s anger eased slightly. He returned to the outskirts of their city, keeping a watchful eye on their movements.

The aliens had already cleaned up the aftermath of the earlier chaos and were now busy reconstructing their formation arrays.

Ye Liuyun released the Qiong Qi, instructing it to monitor the scene from a concealed distance and study how to dismantle the arrays. Meanwhile, he focused on devising a strategy to counter Mu Xi.

The women accompanying Ye Liuyun took out their bronze mirrors, polishing them until they gleamed brilliantly. They had Mu Lai test the mirrors’ ability to reflect the white light.

Not daring to hold them directly, they placed the mirrors on the ground and had Mu Lai beam the light onto them. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

After repeated trials, they discovered that only when the mirrors were polished to an impeccably smooth surface would they effectively reflect the light.

Most crucially, the wielder needed sufficient strength and lightning-fast reflexes to make use of them. Even then, mastering the correct angle required relentless practice to redirect the light toward an opponent.

It became clear that those lacking in power would find the mirrors useless.

Meanwhile, Tong Xin had already gathered the blacksmiths to analyze the material of the black umbrella.

One of them recognized it—a type of crystal silk dyed black. The umbrella was woven from multiple layers of this tightly-knit silk, nearly impervious to light. Combined with the black dye, it effectively blocked the dark radiance.