A cultivator from the Dragon Rider Merchant Guild led the "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son" out of Yingzhou Immortal Mountain.
They did not fly towards the "Port Immortal City," but instead headed into the depths of "Three Immortal Islands," towards a barren and desolate mountain range.
"The place where Manager Qian Duoduo set up the banquet is rather remote!"
The "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son" frowned, showing a hint of displeasure.
"How much longer until we arrive?"
Typically, banquets were held in "Port Immortal City," where the finest immortal chefs prepared spiritual delicacies that were appealing in taste, smell, and appearance, and could also help advance cultivation.
What good could possibly be found in this poor and desolate place?
The cultivator from the Dragon Rider Merchant Guild suddenly stopped. He smiled, pointed towards the dense forest not far ahead, and said.
"Your Highness Quasi-Saint Son, my manager is waiting for you there!"
The "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son" looked closely. The dense forest was silent, with not a soul in sight. It hardly looked like the setting for a "grand feast."
"What do you mean?"
The "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son" was becoming angry. He glared fiercely at the cultivator from the Dragon Rider Merchant Guild. If the other party couldn't provide a reasonable explanation, he would truly lose his temper. Even with the thirty million "generous gifts" from the Dragon Rider Merchant Guild, they couldn't play him for a fool like this!
The "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son" felt insulted.
At this moment, the cultivator from the Dragon Rider Merchant Guild, as if his task was complete and he was greatly relieved, no longer showed any of his previous caution. His smile grew wider, even becoming arrogant.
"Dong Ba, your doom is sealed today!"
Damn it!
The "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son" was so angry he laughed.
"You dare to call me by my name! Are you looking for death!" m..oΓg
The cultivator from the Dragon Rider Merchant Guild showed no fear and sneered repeatedly.
"It's not yet certain who is looking for death! Set up the formation, attack!"
As the words fell, countless cultivators surged out from the depths of the dense forest.
The one at the forefront was a young man with a refined and handsome appearance, exceptionally dashing.
The "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son" let out a startled cry after a single glance at the other.
"Wang Jiujiu, you, how are you here?"
The "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son" never dreamed he would encounter "Wang Jiujiu" here.
"Where is Qian Duoduo? Why isn't he here to see me? What is the meaning of this? Has the Great Xin Dynasty colluded with the Dragon Rider Merchant Guild? Does my elder brother, Quasi-Saint Neon, know about this?"
The "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son" fired off his questions like a rapid-fire cannon.
"Wang Jiujiu," floating in the air, looking down from above, regarded the "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son" with the expression one reserves for an idiot.
Alright, this fellow, the "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son," was indeed quite idiotic!
Even now, he still naively believed that the "Great Xin Dynasty" and the "Dragon Rider Merchant Guild" were colluding.
A joke!
A colossal joke!
What was the "Dragon Rider Merchant Guild" to begin with? A mere merchant guild, what right did it have to cooperate with the "Great Xin Dynasty"?
Furthermore, ever since "Wang Jiujiu" learned that the "Dragon Rider Merchant Guild" had the audacity to try and scheme against the "Great Xin Dynasty" and sow discord between the "Great Xin Dynasty" and the "Three Immortal Sword Sect," "Wang Jiujiu" had deeply loathed the "Dragon Rider Merchant Guild" in his heart.
He had secretly sworn to destroy the "Dragon Rider Merchant Guild."
Oh, and also their hidden backers.
"Wang Jiujiu" had managed to gather some useful information. The "Dragon Rider Merchant Guild" seemed to hail from the "Eastern Wilderness Mountains" of the Central Continent.
The "Eastern Wilderness Mountains" were currently one of the few regions not conquered by the "Great Xin Dynasty." It was said that a supremely powerful and unfathomably profound "Mysterious Senior" resided there.
Bah!
"Wang Jiujiu" didn't believe it at all!
If that "Mysterious Senior" was truly that capable, that powerful, he would have simply dealt with the "Great Xin Dynasty" himself. Why would he let the "Dragon Rider Merchant Guild" scamper about and stir up trouble?
Therefore, "Wang Jiujiu" had every reason to believe that the so-called "Mysterious Senior" was nothing more than a charlatan seeking fame.
Hmph!
The thought of this made the anger in "Wang Jiujiu's" heart surge uncontrollably.
Once he dealt with the affairs of the "Three Immortal Sword Sect," returned to the "Great Xin Dynasty" with his "great merit," and successfully seized the "Imperial Throne," the first thing he would do was lead his army to flatten the "Eastern Wilderness Mountains" and capture that "Mysterious Senior" alive...
At the thought of this "bright future," "Wang Jiujiu's" face broke into an excited smile once more.
The future was promising!
His gaze shifted, and he looked at the "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son," who was now completely surrounded, with nowhere to escape and no ground to tread.
"Dong Ba, don't blame me. Blame your own bad luck! Attack!"
With "Wang Jiujiu's" command, his eight "Nascent Soul Fierce Generals" roared in unison.
"Form ranks, kill the enemy!"
The numerous "Dao Soldiers" under the command of the eight "Nascent Soul Fierce Generals" quickly formed neat ranks and shouted in unison.
"Kill the enemy, kill, kill, kill!"
Their might was overwhelming!
The boundless killing intent almost solidified into substance!
For the plan tonight, "Wang Jiujiu" had prepared meticulously, leaving absolutely no room for error.
Not only had "Wang Jiujiu" brought eight "Nascent Soul Fierce Generals," but he had also had these "Nascent Soul Fierce Generals" bring their entire retinue of "Dao Soldiers."
A total of eight thousand men surrounded the "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son" from all directions.
The "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son" had nowhere to fly.
The "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son" finally realized the danger and roared.
"Wang Jiujiu, what do you want? If you do this, my good brother Quasi-Saint Neon will not let you off!"
Even now, the "Eastern Eight Quasi-Saint Son" still tried to threaten "Wang Jiujiu" with "Quasi-Saint Neon." "Wang Jiujiu" sneered, and the killing intent in his eyes became even sharper.
"Dong Ba, rest assured, you won't be alone on the road to the Yellow Springs. Your good brother Neon will join you by tomorrow at the latest. Kill!"
The last word, "kill," was filled with murderous intent.
The eight "Nascent Soul Fierce Generals" dared not delay and immediately unleashed their respective "Dao Soldier Divine Abilities" with all their might.
Boom, boom, boom!
Streams of spiritual light surged upwards.
Terrifying and powerful auras erupted.
"Dao Soldier Divine Abilities" were the "Great Xin Dynasty's" strongest trump cards, possessing first-class offensive power. When pushed to their limits, they could even summon "Heaven and Earth Manifestations."
Rumble!
Heaven and earth trembled, and a "Three-Headed Fire Dog Manifestation" shot up into the sky.
The entire manifestation was over three hundred zhang tall, engulfed in raging flames that swept in all directions.
Following that, one "Heaven and Earth Manifestation" after another materialized.
A "Three-Legged Fire Crow Manifestation," a "Green Bull Manifestation," a "Red Serpent Dragon Manifestation"...
Each manifestation was three hundred zhang in size. Their simultaneous appearance exuded immense power, as if the entire world was about to submit to them and tremble in fear.