Two Xuan Immortal-level factions were playing a game against each other. Unless one's cultivation had reached the Xuan Immortal realm or higher, they could forget about interfering—they could not even watch from the sidelines.
Otherwise, they would be reduced to cannon fodder.
"No. It's been cut off. I can't make contact."
In the end, Liu Bai said with an ugly expression. The starry sky had been sealed off, and no messages could get out at all. This was going to be troublesome.
"Damn it. Let's take stock first. How many trump cards do we have?"
With a grim face, Apocalypse checked his Spatial Ring. Fighting was out of the question. The three of them were like sheep penned in a fold now, left only to await a slow death.
Liu Bai pulled the wine gourd from his waist and took a fierce swig. His expression was somewhat melancholy, but he was not the slightest bit afraid. Judging by the trump cards he had, dying was not an issue.
But a dignified Reincarnated Great Being of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm had actually ended up in such a miserable state, being hunted down by others... sigh.
Still, in this situation, his trump cards could only ensure that he himself would not die. As for the two before him, he did not dare make any guarantees.
At the end of the day, he was only an Earth Immortal. With his foundation, he was already more than qualified to break through to the Heaven Immortal realm.
But breaking through to the Heaven Immortal realm would take him at least a hundred years. In his previous life, various circumstances had kept him from the Great Luo realm. In this life, he had to be prudent with every step, cautious and cautious again with