"Esteemed Immortal."
"Which immortal has descended to the mortal realm?"
"Are you facing some difficulty?"
Seeing Fu Zhang lying on the ground without getting up, the general wondered whether immortals descending from the upper realm also had to undergo trials—such as the tempering of this Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation—before they could successfully enter the lower realm.
That was also why there were so few immortals in the world.
Because immortals were not permitted to descend to the mortal realm.
Yes, once the general took Fu Zhang at the bottom of the pit for an immortal who had descended, the strange phenomena around them had an explanation.
That had to be the thunder tribulation sent down by Heaven.
That was why it had lingered for so long without dispersing.
That was why their entire bodies had gone numb and painful the moment they stepped inside.
This was lightning meant for an immortal.
They were merely mortals. They could not endure even its lingering aftershock.
Thinking of it this way, just how powerful must an immortal be to have endured so many thunder tribulations head-on?
At any rate, he was not someone a mortal like him could afford to offend.
As for why the immortal had not opened his mouth to ask them for help?
He was an immortal, after all.
Perhaps it was beneath him to ask a group of mortals like them for assistance?
But the general wanted to ask him for help.
This was an immortal.
The immortals of legend possessed boundless divine powers. They could move mountains and drain seas, summon wind and rain—there was nothing they could not do.
If he truly was an immortal, perhaps there was a way to deal with those monsters that had been troubling them?
Although the man appeared to be seriously