School Beauty's Peerless Soldier Chapter 1820 1756: An Explanation?

The two groups who were poised to strike suddenly paused in surprise.

Le'er? Three little fellows? The plan failed?

Everyone was dumbfounded, but Chu Le'er was the quickest to react. She turned back, glanced towards the direction of the Third Immortal Mountain, and silently flew back, proactively opening so distance between herself and Jun Mo and the other two.

In truth, by this mont, Chu Le'er's so-called plan had already been revealed. Using the Heavenly Witch Blood Formation to block off the upper realm's passage, repeatedly surrounding and killing, until startling the Taoist Master, then detonating the Divine Artifact; even if it couldn't kill the Taoist Master, it would surely severely wound him!

Unfortunately, the Taoist Master did not co; instead, only the three Immortal Venerables under him ca. In Chu Le'er's eyes, exchanging herself for three Immortal Venerables wasn't a losing trade, so she decisively triggered the Divine Artifact, only to be suddenly interrupted by a mysterious voice.

The mysterious person addressed her as Le'er, referred to the three Immortal Venerables as "little fellows", and told Chu Le'er to retreat, to which she obeyed. Even though Chu Le'er knew that the Heavenly Witch Sect no longer had any seniors left, the last of them had infused their immortal power into her a thousand years ago.

In fact, when she heard that mysterious voice, a vague image of a young man nad Xu Fan erged in Chu Le'er's mind.

Yet, inexplicably, Chu Le'er chose to comply and trust.

A thousand years ago, the Heavenly Witch Sect suffered a catastrophe, many friends betrayed them, adding insult to injury. Despite securing the Divine Artifact, Heavenly Profound Bead, and making many preparations, when the mont of crisis arrived, they were still caught off guard, many strong individuals and disciples perished.

And today, faced with three frightening Immortal Venerables, soone stood up to shelter her from the storm.

"Who is the senior? Why interfere with this affair?"

Jun Mo and the other two also retreated rapidly to maintain distance, acting as if facing a great enemy.

The three Immortal Venerables, who had experienced countless trials and tribulations over thousands of years, none of them were kind. Yet they were all sowhat unnerved, not just by the old, disdainful tone, but also because the voice seed vaguely familiar to them.

It was like déjà vu.

"Ask who I am? Are you even qualified? Go call your master; maybe he can tell you who I am."

The voice was filled with arrogance, facing the high and mighty Immortal Venerables, it remained contemptuous.

The three Immortal Venerables looked at each other, montarily at a loss.

The voice was aged in a terrifying way, as if having endured endless ti, even in the eyes of three thousand-year-old Immortal Venerables, they were rely "little fellows", unworthy of knowing its identity.

However, those who reached the status of Immortal Venerables wouldn't be easily intimidated.

Jun Mo bent over respectfully, saluting in the direction of the voice, politely saying, "It's not that we disrespect the senior, but we are here under orders. Since the senior has appeared, we can leave to save face for the senior."

"But if the senior won't reveal themselves or state their na, how can we report back to the Taoist Master?"

"Oh?" The aged voice didn't get angry, rather amused, it coldly laughed, "You three little fellows are quite interesting. So, you an I must tell you my na, so you can report back?"

"Seniors, calm down, we dare not." Jun Mo said, secretly signaling to Wu Kuangren.

Wu Kuangren understood, uproariously laughed, "Seniors won't show themselves or tell us their na, are they trying to conceal themselves?"

"Insolent! Is that how you speak to seniors?" Jun Mo coldly rebuked Wu Kuangren, and then respectfully saluted towards the aged voice again, "My companion is reckless, doesn't know the rules, please forgive him, senior."

"We an no disrespect to the senior; we dare not be rude. The matter is serious, and we're unable to decide. We ask the senior to appear or remove the Heavenly Witch Blood Formation, so we can report to the Taoist Master."

After these words, Jun Mo and the other two fixated on the direction of the voice, ready to act if any flaw was detected, confirming it was indeed a concealed individual, they would charge forward to attack.

In fact, had it not been for the overly sensitive timing of the voice's appearance, and the fleetingly overwhelming aura, they would have already been suspicious.

Dignified Immortal Venerables, masters of countless beings' fate, exalted above all, could they be so easily deceived?

Chu Le'er stood calmly, seemingly indifferent to everything around her, yet the Heavenly Profound Bead was tightly clenched in her palm. Should the truth reveal itself, Chu Le'er would have to act to complete what remained unfinished.

Unexpectedly to all, the aged voice bizarrely laughed, "Are you sure... you want to appear?"

Jun Mo and the others exchanged glances, unsure, eventually Jun Mo lowered his head, "No, we just need to account to the Taoist Master."

"Account? Hehe." The aged voice laughed again strangely.

Just as Jun Mo and the others exchanged glances, tempted to act, a terrifying Dragon Might suddenly descended, "You're accounting to the Taoist Master, what does it have to do with ? To demand an account from ?"

"Since you want an account, I'll give you one! Old Seventh!"

Following the roar, a second terrifying aura rose, under its vast shadow, an imnsely terrifying giant beast steadily advanced from afar, shaking the ground.

Jun Mo and the other two were shocked, "Senior misunderstood! It's the three juniors who were reckless! We will leave imdiately!"

Previously, Jun Mo and the others suspected deception, but now, with terrifying Dragon Might and a mysterious oppressive force rivaling it, none of them could deny its strength.

Evidently, the opponent hadn't acted earlier, simply out of disdain! Disdain for dealing with three little fellows!

Furthermore, clearly feeling the terrifying Dragon Might, Jun Mo trembled, finally realizing why this strange, aged voice felt familiar. A thousand years ago, he had followed the Taoist Master to the Dragon Domain and personally witnessed the might of the Dragon Ancestor!

The one who ca was actually the Dragon Ancestor! An existence comparable to the four Immortal Emperors! And perhaps not just one!

No wonder... after hiding for a thousand years, the surviving remnants of the Heavenly Witch Sect dared to appear; it was a long-prepared trap! A trap to hunt Immortal Emperors!

In the face of such terrifying existence, Jun Mo and the others didn't dare move, cold sweat poured from their foreheads.

"Hehe, now thinking of leaving? But what if I insist on giving you an account?"

Gulp!

Jun Mo swallowed hard, nervously bent over in salute, "Spare us, senior!"

With the Dragon Might receding, the enormous shadow vanished likewise, but Jun Mo and the others dared not move, everything plunged into a deathly silence.

After a long while, a voice seemingly disappointed and losing interest called out.

"Sever an arm! Leave the Immortal Artifact! Go!"