The Three Savage-Blood Monks
Once the other party became a True Immortal, this shallow pool that was Towercloud City would surely be unable to restrain him. Even someone like Hu Xiaofeng, an Immortal, could not easily escape this region under ordinary circumstances. After all, making them face the endless, unknown dangers of the void with an Immortal's strength was clearly far too dangerous. But if they could follow a True Immortal, the result would be entirely different.
Even if Lu Xiaotian could not advance to become a True Immortal for the time being, becoming an Alchemy Saint would still be enough to attract the attention of other immortal sects and schools. They would also have a considerable chance of riding on Lu Xiaotian's coattails to reach a place with denser immortal aura and seek an even more elusive immortal opportunity.
"Since that's the case, I won't force the matter any further." Jiang Li's eyes flickered as he led his two attendants into the distance.
After finally dealing with Jiang Li and the others, Hu Xiaofeng and Mo Dayou both breathed sighs of relief.
"We finally got rid of Jiang Li."
"I'm afraid it won't be that simple. Jiang Li is famous in Towercloud City for being a smiling tiger, with no shortage of schemes and tricks. The Jiang family probably won't force their way in openly, but Jiang Li may well have other methods."
The old man with the black staff frowned. He was not as optimistic as Hu Xiaofeng and Mo Dayou.
"Move! Get out of the way!" Sure enough, not long after Jiang Li left, three burly men shoved their way out of the crowd with considerable arrogance. Their upper bodies were bare, long strings of brown Buddhist beads hung around their necks, and their waists and shoulders