It wasn't just this group of cultivators. High-level cultivators kept arriving with their own disciples, numbering over a hundred in all. They looked very much like they intended to hunt me down and kill me. Truly, when a cat came into its own, it became fiercer than a tiger—they thought I was a phoenix stripped of its feathers, no better than a chicken.
A cultivator of the Eight Trigrams Realm saw that I couldn't use the Shrinking Earth Technique to escape. He immediately pointed at me furiously and shouted arrogantly, "Old Devil Xia! Since you can't use the Shrinking Earth Technique, you're nothing more than a cultivator of the Nine Yang Realm without any magical power! You'd better kill yourself now, so you won't be caught and beaten by us!"
"Roar, roar, roar!" A giant sea serpent beside us, shaped like a flood dragon, let out a low growl. I glanced at it and found that this sea monster actually possessed cultivation at the peak of the Nine Yang Realm. It seemed to be the giant beast guarding Thunder Sea's mountain gate. Judging by its size, it had undoubtedly been the one blocking the entrance just now!
As the cultivators continued to arrive, I was inwardly crying out in distress. I had been a little too confident this time and hadn't brought the Six Paths Disc. Sure enough, it was as dangerous as Granny Ni Shigu had said. I hadn't died at the hands of the Ancestral Star Sea or Qi Tianyang, yet I might end up dying at the hands of a bunch of minor soldiers. That would truly be laughable. Maybe no one would believe it even if I told them.
Yet the situation before me was indeed this perilous. I had only enough energy left to use