This Is Our Three Immortals Sect's Eastern Continent

One could tell that the boy was trying hard to make his voice sound airy and indifferent, yet no matter what, he could not conceal that proud contempt.

As though the living beings beneath his feet, Bodhisattvas and Arhats alike, were nothing more than ants to him.

Allowing them to kneel and welcome him was already an immense favor.

What sort of master could make the boy at his side so arrogantly spoiled?

"Taixu True Lord..."

The few rescued Three Immortals Sect disciples stared blankly at the faintly visible figure atop the treasure carriage. Amid fluttering black robes, that fair and handsome profile looked so detached from the mundane world, yet somewhat unfamiliar.

At last, one scrawny man cried out, "It's him!"

But just as he was about to utter that name, he immediately came to his senses and clapped a hand over his mouth.

Wasn't Taixu the insect demon disciple who had fled here as a refugee from the Southern Continent, only to be turned away by Spirit Void Cave, which had wanted to dismiss him with merely half of Sky Pagoda Mountain's cultivation grounds?

Yet the man before them bore no resemblance whatsoever to the person this disciple remembered. Even senior brothers and sisters like You Yao and Li Shan likely did not possess such astonishing presence.

"This disciple, Xiang Ming, welcomes Senior Brother Taixu!"

Xiang Ming's expression was solemn. He exhausted every ounce of strength to climb up from the ground, then dropped to one knee and respectfully saluted the heavens.

He did not know Taixu True Lord, but he understood the words "Three Immortals Sect."

These were fellow disciples who had come from the Northern Continent to aid them. At last, they had waited for this moment—and that sword strike just now deserved his salute.

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