Earth Immortal Realm, atop a mountain cliff, a clear breeze swept through, making their robes rustle.
Ye Jingcheng landed at the edge and looked at the three of them, his gaze utterly calm.
"Since you're not from the Nine Great Immortal Sects, aren't you afraid?" The broad-faced cultivator among the three let out a long breath and asked again.
This time, however, Ye Jingcheng did not answer.
He first sized up the two late-stage Golden Core cultivators, then the remaining mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, and finally examined all three of their attire.
"Then may I ask, are you three from the Nine Great Immortal Sects?" Ye Jingcheng asked calmly.
"Hahaha, fellow Daoist, you must be joking." The leading late-stage Golden Core cultivator, who had a rather fresh-looking scar on his face, burst into laughter.
Yet as he laughed, the three men's hands behind their backs had already begun activating an array.
As the array spread out, it was about to transform into a trapping formation and envelop Ye Jingcheng.
Their earlier questions had been half probing, half a cover for secretly setting up the array.
The Earth Immortal Realm was vast, and naturally they could not remain stationed in one place forever, so the array had been set up on the spot.
Now that the time had come, there was no need to hide anything.
Three array flags flew out, while at the same time, the three men each took out a magic treasure.
A sword, a spear, and a lightning bow!
All three were fourth-rank high-grade magic treasures. An ordinary late-stage Golden Core cultivator would likely have gone red-eyed at the sight, exhausting every means and fleeing for their life.
Yet without them noticing, a secret realm entrance suddenly appeared behind them.
At the same time, the Crimson Flame