"For the next incense stick’s worth of ti,"
"Ye Yu made no move."
"He simply concealed his presence, staying by the side of Grand Elder Ren Jialu of Suxin Sect."
"Carefully observing the battle situation around him."
"Upon closer inspection, he noticed many oddities."
"Those small vines always appeared when immortals were injured or killed."
"They silently erged, beginning to absorb blood essence."
"This eerie scene imdiately made Ye Yu realize that the bodies he had collected outside the Suxin Sect a while ago were all the aftermath of these vines."
"And now, the master of these vines had also joined the battle."
"One could even say, his thoughts were similar to Ye Yu’s."
"Both were waiting for this grand battle to take off."
"But the only difference between them was one sought the blood essence of immortals, while the other needed the bodies of immortals."
"In this situation,"
"It was entirely possible to reach a mutually beneficial outco."
"After all, even if the blood essence was drained from the corpses, Ye Yu could still bury them without any problem."
"Having realized this,"
"Ye Yu no longer hesitated and quietly collected Ren Jialu’s and another Heavenly Immortal’s bodies."
"Then he continued searching for other worthy bodies to bury."
"As for the master of the vines,"
"Ye Yu didn’t have ti to worry about him right now."
"He needed to maximize his gains first."
"Otherwise, when the two sect masters returned,"
"Acting would no longer be so easy."
"After all, Yan Qiansong and Sect Master Shen Bi were both ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ Immortal Lords."
"Whereas Ye Yu was only at the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal realm."
"With such a huge difference in realms, his breath-concealing technique would be easily seen through."
"He wouldn’t be able to hide his presence, let alone collect bodies."
"Once they saw him, it wouldn’t be hard to connect the dots with the disappearance of the fifty-plus immortals' bodies."
"Without absolute strength, being targeted by Immortal Lords was definitely not a good thing."
"So, he had to seize the ti."
"Ye Yu swiftly moved, weaving through the battlefield."
"Just as he was busy,"
"A figure rapidly descended from the sky."
"Two immortals couldn’t avoid in ti and were instantly heavily injured."
"The resulting shockwave made everyone around them involuntarily take several steps back."
"Ye Yu looked forward."
"To his surprise, the one who was struck down was none other than Yan Qiansong."
"At this mont, his hair was disheveled, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth."
"Clearly, in this battle between Immortal Lords, he had lost."
"It wasn’t just Ye Yu who thought so; all the immortals present thought the sa."
"The morale of the Suxin Sect immortals was sowhat low."
"Ye Yu no longer hid his presence, standing behind a masked immortal, revealing himself."
"Hmm?"
"Why does this fragrance of gardenia feel so familiar?"
"It’s you?"
"Ye Yu revealed a smile and took a few steps back,"
"His gaze never leaving the masked immortal."
"anwhile, Sect Master Shen Bi appeared in midair in an instant."
"It seed like he wasn’t doing too well either."
"His ancient Dao bell had several cracks, looking like it could break apart at any mont."
"Perhaps noticing the gazes of those below,"
"Sect Master Shen Bi subconsciously hid the Dao bell behind his back."
"He coldly said, 'Yan Qiansong, you’ve lost. Surrender now, and I might spare your life!'"
"Yan Qiansong slowly stood up, as if he had just heard the greatest joke."
"He laughed so hard, his body shaking."
"After several breaths, his expression suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice, 'Sect Master Shen Bi, stop pretending to be so benevolent.'"
"'We both know that as long as we have the chance, we would definitely kill each other.'"
"'The reason you haven’t killed is because of the Celestial Prison Mountain and River Scroll in my hand, right?'"
"'Alright, if you want it, I’ll show it to you!'"
"Yan Qiansong’s hands quickly ford a Dao seal."
"In the next mont,"
"A massive scroll, about ten zhang long, slowly unfolded in the sky."
"A white light instantly enveloped Sect Master Shen Bi."
"Finally, Shen Bi’s lancholic gaze, which was rarely seen to change, shifted."
"He imdiately attempted to use an immortal technique to break free."
"But it was utterly useless."
"In less than two breaths,"
"Sect Master Shen Bi was absorbed into the scroll in the sky."
"All the immortals present could clearly see that,"
"At this mont, Sect Master Shen Bi’s figure had appeared within the scroll."
"However, he seed to have been shrunk many tis over."
"No matter how much he slapped, shouted, or tried to cast immortal techniques,"
"He couldn’t escape from inside."
"A sense of despair spread in the hearts of the Tiandi Sect immortals."
"Yet Yan Qiansong remained unfazed, his hands flipping the Dao seal."
"In the scroll, lightning flashed, and the winds howled."
"It was like the scene of the apocalypse."
"Countless thunderbolts suddenly fell, and violent winds damaged their souls."
"Even the ground erupted in raging flas."
"Sect Master Shen Bi attempted to flee,"
"But no matter where he ran, it was all in vain."
"Moreover, he found that his immortal power was rapidly depleting."
"Sect Master Shen Bi took a step back in disbelief."
"Then he suddenly began to laugh at himself."
"‘Is this the Celestial Prison Mountain and River Scroll that I’ve been thinking about for so long?’"
"‘Wasn’t it severely damaged and still being repaired according to rumors?’"
"‘How could the Suxin Sect have repaired it so quickly?’"
"This question didn’t trouble Sect Master Shen Bi for long."
"As his immortal power drained away,"
"An Immortal Lord fell within the Celestial Prison Mountain and River Scroll."
"After a brief mont of silence, the immortals of Suxin Sect erupted in a loud cheer."
"‘It’s secure, it’s really secure!’"
"‘Without the sect master of Tiandi Sect, how can they possibly fight against us?’"
"‘From today on, as long as Yan Qiansong wishes, Tiandi Sect will beco history.’"
"All the immortals of Tiandi Sect will die here!"
"But Yan Qiansong didn’t do that."
"Instead, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth."
"He stepped into the air and approached the masked immortal."
"With a deeply affectionate voice, he said, 'Fairy Zhong, it’s been 3,287 years since we last t at the Immortal Gate Conference.'"
"‘I wonder if you would like to co to my Suxin Sect and have a talk?’"
"Seeing his identity exposed, Zhong Qin no longer hid it."
"She slowly took off her mask."
"Turning to look at Ye Yu in the crowd, she softly asked, 'Master, what do you think?'"
"This simple sentence instantly drew the attention of all the immortals present."
"Ye Yu, who had already been in a bad mood, now felt like a thousand horses were running wild in his heart!"
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