In the Earth Immortal Realm, atop a cliff, a cool breeze swept through, making their robes rustle.
Ye Jingcheng landed at the edge and looked at the three men, his gaze utterly calm.
"Since you are not from the Nine Great Immortal Sects, aren't you afraid?" The broad-faced cultivator among the three let out a long breath and asked again.
Yet Ye Jingcheng did not answer this time.
He first sized up the two late-stage golden core cultivators, then the remaining Golden Core Middle Stage cultivator, and finally examined all three of their attire.
"Then may I ask, are the three of you from the Nine Great Immortal Sects?" Ye Jingcheng asked calmly.
"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist, you must be joking?" The leading late-stage golden core cultivator, who bore a somewhat fresh scar on his face, burst into laughter.
But even as he laughed, the three men's hands behind their backs had already begun activating an array.
As the array spread, it was about to form a trapping formation and envelop Ye Jingcheng.
Their earlier questions had been half a probe and half a way to secretly set up the array.
The Earth Immortal Realm was vast. Naturally, they could not hold watch over one location forever, so the array had been hastily arranged.
Now that the time had come, there was no need to conceal anything further.
Three Array Flags flew out. At the same time, the three men each drew three magic treasures.
A sword, a spear, and a lightning bow!
All three were Fourth Order High-Grade Magic Treasures. An ordinary late-stage golden core cultivator, upon seeing this, would likely have fled for his life with bloodshot eyes, exhausting every possible means.
Yet without their noticing, a secret realm entrance suddenly appeared behind them.
At the same time, the