Yanhuang Planet, a prison.
At this moment, all the Yuanming Sect disciples, including Ma Gubo, had been captured alive. Shackles and cangues bound their bodies; they wore white prison uniforms stained with blood and knelt on the ground, looking every bit like prisoners of war. They were utterly humiliated.
Their guts had turned green with regret. Had they known these natives were so ferocious, and that there was such a peerless monster among them, they would never have invaded this planet even if beaten to death.
But who could have anticipated this? He was merely a native at the Return to Truth Realm, yet he had effortlessly beaten Ma Gubo into such a state, leaving him without the slightest ability to resist. It was far too absurd.
Could it be that Elder Ma was a fraud, who had only advanced to the Dharma Image Realm by stuffing himself full of pills? Quite a few Yuanming Sect disciples eyed Ma Gubo suspiciously, feeling that he might indeed be a fraud.
In truth, if Ma Gubo had not lost so miserably, they would not have ended up in this predicament.
Seeing the contempt in the eyes of so many disciples, Ma Gubo felt deeply aggrieved as well. He wanted to shout that he was no fraud at all, but a bona fide Dharma Image Realm powerhouse—it was only that this native was too monstrous.
Yet he was too embarrassed to say such words. Even if he did, people would only take them for excuses.
"Looks like you're disciples of the Yuanming Sect from the Northern Universe."
After some investigation, Xia Ping had finally learned what sort of sect the Yuanming Sect was. It was a saint-level sect in the Northern Universe. It was said that its disciples were fierce and aggressive by