Immortal Spirit's avatar had arrived—truly beyond Jiang Changkong's expectations.
Yet upon reflection, it was only natural. After all, he had slain three Immortal Spirits; they would certainly come to speak with him.
"This Emperor truly cannot locate your true body. This Emperor is very curious—how do you contain the aura of Heaven?"
Jiang Changkong fixed Immortal Spirit's avatar with a burning gaze. "Was it because of that previous transaction?"
"It seems the Judicial Immortal Emperor had already guessed." Immortal Spirit's avatar smiled. "Indeed. We must also thank the Judicial Immortal Emperor."
"It was merely a transaction. No need for courtesy." Jiang Changkong said calmly, "Even if This Emperor had not traded with you, would you not have obtained what you wanted from the four major factions?"
"The Judicial Immortal Emperor truly understands. Unfortunately, you are merely an Immortal Emperor—and one they all find displeasing."
Immortal Spirit's avatar sat down nearby, its words carrying a trace of temptation. "You are not tolerated by the major powers of the Heavenly Realm, while we are not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao. Why not join hands and turn the Heavenly Realm upside down?"
"If Immortal Spirits had such strength, you could simply act. Why seek out This Emperor?"
Jiang Changkong said coldly, "At the end of the ancient era, you were nearly slaughtered to extinction, weren't you?"
At the end of the ancient era, the immensely powerful Immortal Spirits had suddenly collapsed. It certainly was not because their minds had short-circuited and they had chosen to hide.
Some great power must have acted, nearly exterminating the Immortal Spirits.
The Immortal Spirits had no choice but to turn from the light to the shadows, concealing themselves and developing in secret.
Immortal Spirit's avatar rippled, its tone becoming somewhat sinister. "The Judicial Immortal Emperor knows quite