Immortal Fate?

"Fine, but..."

"No buts. Since the message has been delivered, I hope the Temple Master and Old Temple Master will make the necessary preparations!"

Yu Feng placed heavy emphasis on the words "Temple Master" before swaggering away.

"Old Temple Master, that bastard!"

Chen Hai wished he could tear that man apart. If not for him, Yu Feng would have been killed by Li Zhixia last time. Not only had the bastard failed to show gratitude, he now dared speak to them this way.

"Enough. Ignore him. He thinks he's latched onto the thigh of an Immortal Realm sect, not realizing he's become cannon fodder."

Li Tianfeng waved a hand. It seemed that not only the Xuan Yuan Sect, but likely all Seven Great Immortal Realms would appear—and perhaps even the Demonic Realm would join forces with the Immortal Realms.

Last time, if the Demonic Realm had not caused trouble midway through, they would not have ended up in such a miserable state.

Li Tianfeng knew full well that the Xuan Yuan Sect was not the only sect with a means of contacting the Spirit Ruins. Other sects surely had their own methods. This time, they might truly be able to open a path into the Spirit Ruins.

"Cannon fodder? Old Temple Master, what does that mean?"

Chen Hai did not understand. Why would those Immortals from the Immortal Realms need their support to enter the Spirit Ruins? They were merely a group of mortal cultivators.

"At the entrance to the Spirit Ruins lies a Star Sea that stretches across countless stars. Countless star beasts dwell there. Those who enter the Spirit Ruins from outside the Immortal Realms will be suppressed to the Mahayana realm, while some of those star beasts are Immortals."

As though recalling the scene from back then,