Although I had been mentally prepared for this and had wondered whether the new mask could fool the purple-robed man's piercing eyes, when reality was laid bare before me, I still felt a chill of dread and horror. When an indescribably sinister laugh came from that purple robe shrouding him from head to toe, goosebumps rose all over my body.
"Heh heh... Xia Yitian, although I didn't hear any news of you from the Shengtu Household along the way, if I truly believed you weren't here, I'd be underestimating you far too much. Just as I expected. And I didn't even have to search for you like looking for a needle in the sea—I ran into you easily enough. Tell me, could this also be a form of fate?" The purple-robed man's laughter pierced the brief distance of a hundred meters like a sword stabbing through the soul, catching everyone off guard.
As soon as the purple-robed man finished speaking, the group of immortals became vigilant. Amid the chaotic sounds of alert, weapons were drawn one after another, and the immortals immediately rose into the air, as though they had encountered an unparalleled devil!
"Old Devil Xia is here?!" Standing beside the purple-robed man was a middle-aged man dressed in a purple dragon robe and wearing the Shengtu crown. His expression was gloomy as his gaze fell upon our group, finally stopping on me. Soon, a sinister smile crept across his lips.
"I never expected that after being apart for so long, Benefactor Xia would have changed his appearance again. I could hardly recognize you." A woman's voice came from behind them. I turned toward its owner—who else could it be but Divine Nun Kongshan? Her face was frosty, and a halo of light had appeared behind her. I had