Immortal Remnant.
Three Immortal Remnants.
One behind them, one ahead, and one to the side.
Most terrifying of all, just as Li Ye and the others rounded a bend, an Immortal Remnant came charging from the side, chasing the Sub-Immortal Ship.
There was no way they could evade this one.
The Sub-Immortal Ship barreled straight toward it.
Boom!
The other raised a hand. Its palm was as vast as a Boundary Wall, blocking their way.
The Sub-Immortal Ship's terrifying impact didn't even make it sway. It was as easy for the creature to stop as it would be for an adult to catch a fly.
It caught the enormous Sub-Immortal Ship in its hand.
The formation's light curtain warped slightly under its grasp.
"No!"
Everyone screamed.
"God of Misfortune, I'll never forgive you!"
Li Ye shouted too, seething with resentment toward the still-unidentified God of Misfortune.
He wasn't worried, but his heart ached.
He had plenty of clones out there. He wouldn't die.
The others with him were the same.
Except for Lu Ting and Ji Wudi.
It was just a shame that so many Immortal Gold Swords and Immortal Weapons would be left behind here.
Who knew how many years it would take to get them back?
And if they tried to find them again, it would be all but impossible!
Rumble!
The other raised the Sub-Immortal Ship high, lifting it into the clouds and starry sky.
Li Ye and the others caught a glimpse of its full form—or thought they did.
Its head alone was beyond the range of their Divine Sense.
Each strand of hair was as thick as a heavenly pillar and as long as the Heavenly River. The countless strands floated and collided, ringing out with crisp Dao Sounds.
Billions of streams of killing intent