Daoist Priest, Let Me Give You a Hand

"No, not only Yuding..."

Lu Chuan suddenly seemed to sense something. He jerked his head up, and his pupils abruptly shrank.

Two more long rainbows were coming this way.

The long rainbows arrived in a flash; the light flared, then turned into two Daoists who stopped in midair—one dressed in the Eight Trigrams Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe, the other in a yellow Daoist robe.

Chi Jingzi and Yellow Dragon True Person had arrived.

Though all twelve immortals were eminent disciples of Primordial Heavenly Lord, each of them had their own personal friendships.

For example, Guangchengzi and Chi Jingzi were close, Manjushri, Samantabhadra, and Cihang were close, and Yellow Dragon True Person's relationship with Yuding was especially iron.

When Yuding came, Yellow Dragon was bound to arrive.

"Two more..."

Lu Chuan's expression sank. Back when the Ten Absolute Formations were broken, only Guangchengzi, Manjushri, Samantabhadra, and Cihang had their Immortal Path foundations damaged and their cultivation greatly reduced.

Though the other eight had more or less been wounded, it had not been so severe. After all these years, they had long since recovered, and were still peak Taiyi Realm immortals now.

Now two had come. Chi Jingzi's magic treasures and cultivation were extremely formidable, making him a terrifying opponent. As for Yellow Dragon, this "Three-No True Person"...

A strange look appeared on Lu Chuan's face.

The Three-No meant no magic treasures, no disciples, and no victories. Though this man was also one of the Twelve Immortals, one could tell from this nickname alone just how miserably he had been getting by.

They were all disciples of Yuanshi, but he simply could not be compared with the others. Others had three or four magic treasures and divine weapons in hand at most, and at least one at minimum.

Only he did not