The Black Dragon Immortal-Slaying Art

"Leave them to me?"

Chen Jichuan watched the six immortals depart and sneered inwardly.

They had simply run out of tricks and withdrawn for the moment.

Chen Jichuan was certain of it.

Those six would never easily give up the two Immortal Corpses right before their eyes.

They're at their wits' end. Next, they'll probably spread the word and draw others here to deal with me, so they can fish in troubled waters.

Chen Jichuan had their next move more or less figured out.

But he faced the same awkward predicament as those six Supreme True Immortals—

The six immortals could neither defeat nor stop him.

Though he could defeat them, if the six Supreme True Immortals unleashed immortal arts, he could only log off and avoid their edge for a while. So if they chose to withdraw, he could not stop them either.

Nor could Chen Jichuan prevent them from calling in help.

But no matter how many come, they're useless if they can't kill me or break through the Immortal-Corpse World quickly.

Chen Jichuan felt no fear.

Even if the six immortals stirred this pool into muddy water, he was confident he would claim the Immortal Corpses in the end.

To forge iron, the smith himself had to be strong.

With his many Grand Divine Abilities, he could handle all manner of situations. Count every Supreme True Immortal in this universe, and not one could wrest the Immortal Corpses from his hands.

But there was no need to force the issue.

He could use a little strategy instead.

His thoughts turning, Chen Jichuan paid no more attention to the fleeing immortals. He turned back and continued his assault on the Immortal-Corpse World.

Beyond the clouded heavens.

The three emperor lords gathered there, watching the Immortal-Corpse World from