Yunxi and Di Fei exchanged a glance, the ease in their eyes vanishing. Their figures rose into the air as they looked at the effeminate man opposite them. His cultivation was at the late Ghost Monarch stage, two minor realms higher than Yunxi and Di Fei.
Upon seeing Yunxi and Di Fei, the effeminate man's already gloomy face turned so dark it seemed ready to drip water. His gaze swept over the two women like a bone-scraping blade.
Just moments ago, Yunrong Workshop's chief steward had come to find him, saying they had run into some trouble and intended to send off the Immortal Ship's guests before leaving this place. He had assumed Yunrong Workshop's trafficking of Immortal Practitioners had been exposed and was preparing to escort those people off the ship, only for the entire vessel to be dragged into a domain.
He knew this was the work of a Ghost Monarch at his own level, which was why he had called out for the Ghost Monarch who had formed the domain to show themselves. If he could not kill this person, neither he nor the entire Immortal Ship would be able to escape.
He simply had not expected this domain to have been formed by two people. One of them was even a female Immortal Lord, and he found her face somewhat familiar.
After thinking back for a moment, the effeminate man recalled that the female immortal before him seemed to have been auctioned off before. He had merely glanced at that auction and had not paid much attention, but he remembered that she had been there to auction off her Primordial Yin.
Yet judging from the strength she was displaying now, she had clearly suppressed her cultivation before boarding Yunrong Workshop. Eight or nine times out of