Chapter 3299: Quiet Cultivation
"Of course. If you fellow Daoists need anything, just give this old man your orders." After the red-bearded elder Zuo Mengnian cupped his hands in salute, his figure flashed and he vanished into the dense forest once more.
"Fortunately." Having temporarily decided that he had escaped disaster, the red-bearded elder Zuo Mengnian let out a long sigh of relief. At his age, he had experienced no small number of life-and-death battles. When faced with an opponent possessing an absolute advantage in strength, there were not many who would refrain from harboring malicious intent toward him. With ordinary immortal sects, they likely would not mind teaching him a lesson.
However, Zuo Mengnian had been able to occupy such a place with exceptionally rich immortal spiritual energy precisely because, compared with the immortal sects of the past, his strength was sufficient to make the other immortal sects afraid to take even half a step beyond the line.
As for the nine people before him, leaving aside the one or two True Immortals at the front, he could not sense their depths at all. Even the others were people whom Zuo Mengnian had no confidence of blocking from attacking him. There had never been such powerful True Immortals among the immortal sects of the past. Otherwise, he would never have been able to occupy this place for nearly ten thousand years.
Naturally, Zuo Mengnian had not been completely unaware of the situation outside. The armies of several immortal military domains had repeatedly clashed with the wolf riders in the Illusory Mist Swamp, and under the wolf riders' charges, the immortal armies had suffered defeat after defeat. This group of True Immortals was most likely a defeated contingent of the immortal army, merely seeking a place to settle for the