Meng Chuan's Other Self delivered the message. The Dark True Immortal tried to seize him and chased him straight out of the world.
Then he saw Meng Chuan and Ruthless standing above the Boundary Sea, two pairs of indifferent eyes fixed on him.
Meng Chuan's Other Self had vanished.
The Dark True Immortal's expression turned grave, especially when his gaze settled on Meng Chuan.
An expert. An absolute expert.
The man showed no outward display of power, yet the Dark True Immortal felt pressure from him as though the heavens were collapsing.
In all his memories, he had felt pressure like this only once.
That was when he had gone to pay respects to the king who ruled an entire region after becoming a True Immortal.
This man was quite possibly a king too!
The Dark True Immortal's gaze darkened. If he turned back now, would he still make it?
"That's him." Meng Chuan glanced at the Dark True Immortal.
Ruthless nodded. She sensed no mortal threat from him.
"You two, we have no quarrel. Why would you attack me?"
The Dark True Immortal had seen their intentions. They actually meant to come after him!
This was outrageous!
If not for the one who appeared to be a king, he would not have given Ruthless a second glance.
The Dark True Immortal could tell at a glance that Ruthless had not achieved Immortal Ascension at all.
A human cultivator slaying an Immortal? Was this a joke?
But when he looked at Meng Chuan, the Dark True Immortal could no longer laugh.
"Sorry. I'm a cop," Meng Chuan said flatly.
Did he need a reason to kill someone from the Weird Side? Did he? Didn't he?
Of course he didn't!
Among ordinary cultivators, perhaps one or two in ten committed evil.