Lu Xunyang, the Root of Strength Was Unmatched

Grand Tutor and the others came to a halt.

They knew that deep down, Ke Qingxuan had hoped they would fly to Ji Prefecture. But she had no choice but to obey Chen Yan's order.

"Hahahaha!"

A gray-robed man burst into laughter:

"With us here, nobody can lay a finger on Chen Yan."

As he spoke, his eyes flicked toward a certain spot, and anger surfaced in them:

"You filthy lot—why have you shown up at a time like this?"

Then they saw it.

Beneath the silver moon, several figures in white emerged from the forest atop a mountain.

There were six of them in all. Every one had the refined bearing of an immortal, with star-bright eyes that seemed to hold divine light. They looked like no ordinary people, but rather celestial beings from beyond the clouds.

The man at their head wore a white robe like moonlight. His wide sleeves fluttered gently in the breeze, and his gaze was so distant and hazy it seemed to hold an entire sea of stars.

He looked toward Grand Tutor and the others and said:

"Lord Chen asked us to stop you. In return, the Five Clans will never be able to coerce us again."

Beside him, a woman as graceful as a fairy from a celestial terrace spoke gently:

"Nor do we wish to oppose Great Xia. Please don't make things difficult for us."

Grand Tutor narrowed his eyes.

Immortals.

There had always been immortals in the world—beings who cared nothing for Malice or the Human World, who dwelt apart from it and had already obtained eternal life.

By casting aside their Seven Emotions and Six Desires, escaping the corrosion of Malice, and distancing themselves from the Human World, they could attain immortality.

They were a group of beings who