Chapter 1687 - 1480: Such Petty Tricks

Ye Guichen felt incredibly odd, how could an Immortal appear in this place?

Moreover, judging by the Immortal's appearance, their cultivation didn't seem very high.

Yet, they are still an Immortal, far beyond the capabilities of ordinary cultivators.

However, Ye Guichen scanned the area again and didn't find anyone familiar; not even Black Dragon or Qin Ruoshui.

Beside the Immortal, there was an expert in the Mahayana Realm.

Such an expert would definitely be outstanding among cultivators.

Yet at this moment, like a servant beside the young Immortal, he kept nodding and bowing: "Great Immortal, you should rest for a while. I can watch over these guys. In your eyes, they are merely ants, incapable of causing any major trouble."

Upon hearing this, the young Immortal sneered disdainfully and glanced over the cultivators and Demon Clan: "Though those words hold, these beings in the Chaos Sea dare scheme against our Immortal realm? Ha, utterly delusional. This time, our Immortal Sect will show them our might."

"Indeed, indeed, they really don't understand; especially those from the Demon Clan, they're audacious. But now, aren't they all just your captives?"

"Hmph!" The young Immortal coldly snorted, refusing to respond further, and instead approached Xie Biwen, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him up.

"You, what are you doing!" Xie Biwen was shocked, but still stiffened his neck, with fear on his face, yet continued to stare directly at the young Immortal.

The young Immortal's lips curled in a mocking smile, as if Xie Biwen truly were an ant in his eyes.

"You've been yelling about this Brother Ye, hmph. And now, after so long, no one has come to rescue you?"

While speaking, the young Immortal said: "Come on, tell me more. Did that Ye really go to the Hidden Sect, where I fear he has died already?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Xie Biwen's eyes widened with anger: "Brother Ye is the hope of us all, even if you died, Brother Ye wouldn't. Don't be fooled by your Immortal status; to Brother Ye, you're merely so. He can easily crush you single-handedly."

"Haha, haha, crush me easily?" The young Immortal seemed to hear the best joke in the world, turning to the henchman beside him: "Old Wang, he says that Ye can crush me single-handedly. Is it true?"

Wang Xiong smiled broadly: "Great Immortal, I have seen that Ye previously near the Hidden Sect, indeed displayed notable power, drove those Demon Clan beings into chaos. But what of it? No matter how strong, how could he be your match? Haha, let alone slap you to death, fear you could slap him to death more."

"Moreover, he claimed to go to the Hidden Sect to kill the Demon Saint. Who is the Demon Saint? Not someone he could easily kill! Such boasting! Now a large part of the Demon Clan has become your captives, except the Demon Clan Young Master hasn't been caught yet. It won't take long, and you'll capture the demons in this Floating City as well."

"Haha, by then, confine the Demon Clan, make these human cultivators slaves, tsk tsk, truly you're illustriously powerful."

Speaking on, Wang Xiong, the middle-aged man, continued flattering.

The young Immortal seemingly enjoyed it immensely, threw Xie Biwen onto the ground: "The matters of you ants are not what our Immortal realm wanted to interfere with. Our Sect Leader felt it boring to let you continue slaughtering each other, so issued a capture order for us, disciples, as a trial. Haha, whoever captures more Demon Clan and cultivators, wins. Such tasks for us are child's play."

Saying so, the young Immortal sighed lightly, exuding a sense of invincible solitude: "Oh, just a pity, after so long, yet to encounter anything large. The Sect Leader too, with the Chaos Sea full of waste, what is there to trial?"

"Great Immortal, only because of your high cultivation. However, capturing more is certainly good as well." Wang Xiong timely flattered again.

Although Ye Guichen was still far away, he heard everything clearly.

Though he hadn't fully understood the specifics, Ye Guichen grasped the general idea.

It seemed those Immortals treated the capture of Demon Clan and cultivators as a competitive event.

Meaning they didn't regard them as people at all.

Those Immortals truly shameless!

No wonder there were no cultivators or demons nearby the Hidden Sect, probably captured thoroughly by Immortals then.

Now it appears, quite a few Immortals came to the Chaos Sea, though separated to capture more cultivators and demons.

Moreover, they tethered cultivators and Demon Clan together, truly vicious to the extreme.

Thus, even if someone wanted to escape, it might be impossible.

Though cultivators and Demon Clan are inherently antagonistic, knowing now they're in the same boat, they refrain from killing each other.

"Immortals, haha, not necessarily good things either." Ye Guichen sighed softly, deciding not to hide any longer, aiming to rescue Xie Biwen first.

Currently, Black Dragon and Qin Ruoshui are nowhere to be seen, presumable captured by other Immortals while escaping.

"Such arrogant words!"

Ye Guichen gathered his Qi in his Dantian; before arrival, his voice exploded like thunder directly on the Floating City.

Everyone was startled.

Upon hearing Ye Guichen's voice, Xie Biwen raised his head suddenly, filled with joyous astonishment: "Brother Ye, you, you're not dead? You're really not dead! Haha, I knew it, no one could ever kill you!"

"Brother Ye?" Hearing Xie Biwen, the young Immortal frowned.

"Hmph, don't pretend here! Those who don't know might think you're some Great Immortal!"

The young Immortal first detected Ye Guichen's position, raised his head, threw a piece of talisman paper towards Ye Guichen's location.

The talisman paper transformed into a fiery snake mid-air.

The fire snake roared in the air, faintly emanating a draconic aura.

The feeling seemed capable of easily devouring a Mahayana Realm super expert.

Everyone witnessing this scene was utterly shocked.

Just one casual talisman paper possessed such explosive force; indeed Immortals are Immortals.

That man, Wang Xiong, again ingratiated: "Great Immortal omnipotent, Great Immortal omnipotent!"

Yet, just as Wang Xiong's words fell a moment later, the fiery snake shrieked in air, breaking into halves, plunged into the Chaos Sea, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

"Such trivial tricks, could it be considered Immortal?" Ye Guichen's voice carried contempt and an almighty aura.