As he looked at the uninvited guest before him, surprise appeared on the Exiled Immortal's face. His earlier calm composure was gone.
His location was a supreme vantage point overlooking the entire situation, outside the chessboard itself. With the aura of the Ten Fiends' nest obscuring it, who could possibly find this place?
Although he already knew Shi Yi was an unforeseen variable, the encirclement by over a thousand Ghost Demon Gods had put the Exiled Immortal quite at ease. He believed Shi Yi could not escape death. Even he would have had to flee for his life against a thousand seasoned True Gods.
With no news arriving for so long, the Exiled Immortal had simply assumed Shi Yi was gravely wounded and hiding.
Who would have thought this double-pupiled man would not only slip silently through the several great nets formed by the Ghost Demon Gods, but also sneak into his dwelling without a soul noticing? This was something the Exiled Immortal had never anticipated.
Still, he was no ordinary man. Calm immediately returned to his face.
"Shi Yi, the double-pupiled one? A pleasure to meet you," the Exiled Immortal said softly. His voice was gentle, and a strand of immortal qi radiated around him.
One had to admit that he was truly transcendent. He was incomparably handsome, with a flawless face and translucent skin that shone with holy radiance. Even each strand of his hair was crystalline. His robes fluttered, lending him an indescribably peerless, otherworldly air.
"I don't know your name, so I'll call you the Exiled Immortal," Shi Yi replied.
He emerged from a rift in the void, already clad in the Thunder Emperor Armor. His presence surged like a rainbow, having risen to its absolute peak. Two holy strands of immortal qi circled him, making