Retreat to Advance (Part 1)

In the Ten Thousand Immortals Upper Realm, the immortal war continued, but the situation had become completely one-sided.

Ning Ye did not strike again. He merely propped his head on one hand, seeming to be lost in thought, though his fingers were continuously calculating.

Suddenly, as if he had sensed something, Ning Ye slightly raised his head and looked into the distance.

Then a smile appeared on his face. "It's done."

After that, he lowered his head again, not even sparing the battle before him a glance.

Though Purple Pole Palace was strong, without the Purple Zenith Sacred Sovereign, Shang Lingjue, or Gu Bujie, the people they had left could easily be dealt with by the Heavenly Dao Alliance alone. What was more, sects such as the Rain Sand Sect had already lost all choice and could only follow Ning Ye with unwavering loyalty. Of course, they did not believe Ning Ye could contend against the Purple Zenith Sacred Sovereign. They merely thought that if Purple Zenith truly made a move, the Langya Sacred Sovereign would surely do the same.

Everyone had someone to rely on. That might have been the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance's greatest hope, yet they did not know that Ning Ye had never counted on other Sacred Sovereigns to stand up for him.

The battle ended swiftly. A short while later, Yue Qinghong flew to Ning Ye's side. "Reporting to the Alliance Leader, everyone from Purple Pole Palace has been subdued. Most were captured alive, though a small number of diehards destroyed their Primordial Spirits to die for their faith. Fortunately, all the Human Emperor Realm cultivators are accounted for."

"Mm." Ning Ye said casually, "Notify those left behind at Purple Pole Palace and tell them to come ransom their people."

"What?" Yue Qinghong stared at