Toward the Divine Heart of Heavenly Arts.
On the immortal vessel, a white-haired man stood with a trident in hand, his sharp gaze fixed on the distance. The vessel, fused with immortals, was riddled with sword scars, and fresh wounds were added from time to time.
"Pathetic crawling insects."
The Frost Sea God King sneered.
The sword wounds on those immortal vessels had naturally been inflicted by Li Yaozu of the Azure Cloud Li Family. He had originally been pursuing Li Yaozu and Fang Linglong, but Li Yaozu's [Zero Point] Great Dao could perceive weaknesses and even glimpse immortal arts. He was truly adept at fleeing, and combined with Fang Linglong's [Darkness] speed, they were even harder to pin down.
And now they actually dared to harass him.
"If Jiarui and that useless wretch hadn't summoned me, I would have killed you two even at some cost." The Frost Sea God King snorted coldly, then reached into the void. Water ripples formed a mirror surface in his hand, reflecting the Celestial Emperor and Jiarui's plea for aid. It left him thoroughly perplexed.
"Against a mere Li Zhiheng, two Daluo Golden Immortals still need my help?"
In his eyes, the Azure Cloud Li Family were more like loaches. Along the way, he had already pursued several members of the Li Family. Most fought as they retreated, with countless means of preserving their lives. Yet the only one with truly formidable strength was Li Dalong. As for the others...
As he pondered, the Frost Sea God King's expression froze. Three immortal auras passed straight by him without the slightest attempt at concealment.
"Hurry up, Big Brother. That thing suits you best. Your Corpse Stitching Art already lets you use other people's bodies; now Zhiheng can directly modify them for you. No one