The middle aged Earth Immortal's expression turned solemn.
The moment Tian Yun's words fell, the atmosphere between the two sides became incomparably tense.
The Wooden Peach Divine Sword floated quietly beside Tian Yun, Zhu Dong stood with his hands behind his back, the corners of his lips still carrying a faint smile, and Su Yanlan held her blood colored spear, her crimson eyes devoid of any emotion.
These were three distinct figures with three entirely different auras, yet all three stood before the three Earth Immortals without retreating even half a step.
The middle aged Earth Immortal stared at them for several breaths of time.
At that moment, the pale blue robed woman and the old man with the black wooden staff appeared beside him.
The six figures stood facing one another.
Three Earth Immortals, and three Lower Realm supreme beings who were once vastly above Earth Immortals.
For a brief moment, the entire battlefield seemed to have halted.
