The air seemed to congeal, and the emptiness in all directions solidified.
That vast, majestic Immortal pressure came rolling toward him. Every means at his disposal seemed incomparably insignificant, as though he were an ant in this Immortal's domain.
Meng Sheng remained calm and lowered his head in a cupped-fist salute. "Since it is the Boundless Immortal Edict, this junior would not dare disobey."
"Then let's go." That Immortal dharma manifestation stared at Meng Sheng, granting him no opportunity. "The art of Blood Rebirth is useless before this Immortal. We have also retrieved the Splitting Soul you left behind in the Primordial Great World."
"Yes..." Meng Sheng felt as though his heart had sunk ten thousand fathoms beneath the sea.
"However, we have returned that Splitting Soul to the Five Elements Immortal Sect. You are a Sect Disciple of the Five Elements Dao Ancestor and have ties to them. Those Immortal friends naturally will not harm you. Rest assured, little friend."
This Immortal dharma manifestation was imposing and dignified. These words were also true; there was no need for him to deceive a Tribulation Stage Cultivator.
Meng Sheng lowered his head in a cupped-fist salute. Though that was what he said, this was already an order, not a request for his opinion. Moreover, there seemed to be more than one Immortal here. This was trouble...
His brows drew tightly together. Only a ghost would want to be taken to the Boundless Great World.
Back then, he had been protected by his senior and had traveled smoothly all along his Immortal path in this great age. No Immortal had dared scheme against him from the shadows. Now that his senior had departed, these Immortals had emerged one after another.
Meng Sheng carried a great secret and possessed a supreme Immortal Spirit