Four of the six Loose Immortals had died, while the other two were nowhere to be found.
By rights, after something this major happened, Immortals should have arrived within a day or two at most, shouldn't they?
If a Heavenly Immortal Main Body traveled here, it might even arrive in half a day.
When Wang Jixuan had been making arrangements outside earlier, he had actually been somewhat on edge, afraid that a Heavenly Immortal or even a Golden Immortal might suddenly appear—a true body rather than an avatar. If that happened, no matter how he struggled, he would not escape a single finger of theirs.
Fortunately, nothing went wrong, and he completed those arrangements smoothly.
Then Daoist Wang had Peony retrieve all the mining Immortal Scarabs and prepare everything necessary for a getaway.
But as hour after hour passed...
For three consecutive days, This Realm remained utterly quiet.
Not a single Immortal descended!
Forget experts like Heavenly Immortals and Golden Immortals—even a proper True Immortal, or even an Origin Immortal who had only just ascended, never appeared before Wang Jixuan.
Daoist Wang could not sit still any longer and went to ask Mao Mo himself.
"Still no one has come?"
Mao Mo scratched his head.
This Fat Immortal had already been rapidly assimilated by Zheng Shiduo.
In just three days, he had shed his cumbersome multilayered robes and changed into comfortable shorts and a shirt. His cloth shoes had become slippers, and he had tied up his long hair, even dyeing a gaudy streak of gold into it.
He had even deliberately adjusted his figure so that his fat belly was less obvious.
Mao Mo could not help muttering, "This... makes no sense! Before we set out, we all placed Life Tokens in the Immortal Palace. My Life Token hasn't