Three Saints Pass.
Inside a cave residence.
Pure and turbid qi flowed, forming a doorway.
Fang Qing stepped through it, his brow faintly furrowed. "The Heaven's Disfavor I finally managed to dispel a little has grown even worse..."
The first reason he had left at once was that those cultivators had joined forces, and dealing with them would indeed have been troublesome.
In particular, the Time-Shed Ancestor was already a true immortal. The other Mahayana cultivators each had extraordinary abilities and fighting strength approaching that of an immortal.
It was like a Golden Core True Lord facing a siege by several other True Lords at once.
Unless he immediately unleashed everything and advanced to Mid Golden Core on the spot, a strategic retreat was the obvious choice.
"A son worth a thousand gold does not sit beneath a crumbling roof!"
"What comes next is my part!"
"And the one who ambushed me at the end was actually an immortal who had fully comprehended the Dao of time... Though there was something strange about his condition."
At a thought from Fang Qing, the Golden Luan Mountain Lord, still within the Mountain-Sea Secret Realm, immediately set off for the Palace of Pure Lunar Radiance...
He stretched and left the chamber where he had been cultivating in seclusion, only to find a voice-transmission talisman outside.
His expression shifted as he retrieved it.
A soft glow flashed across the talisman, and Fairy Yuxin's voice emerged. "Reporting to Martial Uncle... The sect has sent word that your pill-refining assignment is over. You may return."
"Oh... The Mountain-Sea Secret Realm has opened, and everyone meant to enter has gone in. There's no longer any need for the power of blood sacrifice... The fighting on the Hundred Tribes Battlefield has eased, so they don't need so many