"Wait!" Another voice spoke up, "This Wang Xu, known as the Patriarch of True Martial, is ferociously powerful... Now that we only have a few Immortal Ascension cultivators on our side, and they're all in hibernation, unable to take action, what if..."
"Hehe, he is merely a mortal after all, even if he has some skills, but without mana, what can he do? We have so many Nascent Soul cultivators here, surrounded by so many puppets, and besides, he must be under prohibition, it's not a problem, bring him up quickly."
Very soon. The puppet brought an elder with twisted white beard and hair, his clothes clinging wetly to his muscular physique, revealing a hard outline, and quickly ascended.
Flying up between the many sky-floating cities. "Wang Xu, where is the treasure you're meant to contribute?" From inside the sky-floating city, a commanding voice emerged.