Chapter 613.2 Gathering of Powerhouses (Part 2)
“Boss, what shall we do now?”
Counting the bearded man, there were fifteen people. At this time, they came here to make some money. Their luck was quite good. On the first day, they hunted a giant monster. This monster’s worth is already the same as what they managed to get at sea in their last journey. Everyone was excited.
Unfortunately, not long after, an old man appeared and captured them all.
The group of fifteen people became the prisoners of the old man.
“Hehe.”
It seemed that he heard their muttering. The old man weirdly laughed. The sea group was frightened upon hearing this. They felt like their luck has been the worst recently.
“Don’t worry, you just need to lead me to a certain place.”
At this time, the unkempt old man smiled and said,
“As long as you bring me to Nanya Mountain, I will let you go. Don’t worry, you will be free soon.”
When he finished speaking, the old man raised his head and took a sip from his flask. He had an intoxicated expression on his face.
Hearing the words of the dirty old man, the sea group was not excited. In fact, the sadness on their face became even more apparent, because they know what Nanya mountain is like.
Before they even came in, they learned that Nanya mountain has become almost like a forbidden land. There’s no place for small characters like them there.
According to the gossip they heard, a group of people with a low cultivation base gathered there previously, but unfortunately, they all become playthings for the powerhouses there.
Some bloodthirsty people even slaughtered these weak people. In their words, they are warming up for the next battles.
Now that weaklings like them are heading to such a dangerous place, isn’t that any different from suicide?
Unfortunately for them, they can’t say such things at this time, because once they offend this dirty old man, they are probably going to die before even reaching the Nanya mountains.
…………
An endless stretch of mountains, like a giant dragon winding around. This mountain range was filled with a murderous smell. In fact, even the air around seemed to be a bit sticky.
Three figures were sitting cross-legged at the top of this mountain.
One of them is an extremely old, white-haired, man. He looked like he would breathe his last breath and die any time. However, if someone ever used mental power to scan him, he would be surprised to find that he couldn’t scan anything. It’s almost like he doesn’t exist.
This person is a true powerhouse.
Below that old man, fifteen people were sitting cross-legged. If the bearded man ever sees these fifteen people, he will be extremely shocked, because these people are the strongest cultivators on their planet.
All of them are immortal-level powerhouses.
Of course, they only know that these fifteen people have reached the immortal level, but they don’t know their specific rank. Judging from the aura radiating from these fifteen people, their strength should be around noble immortals to early immortal kings.
In the sky above the forest, in addition to the white-haired old man, there was another humanoid figure wearing a black robe. This person’s age and appearance are a mystery, as his black robe completely covered his body.
However, through the faint rays of sunlight, this person’s face could be vaguely seen. It was extremely shriveled, like a skull. He crouched on top of a tall tree, completely silent.
The last remaining person was a middle-aged man with a slightly rounded face. He was dressed in white and holding a blue sword, looking extremely elegant.
The three of them stood in a triangle position, but none of them looked at each other, but at the void above.
A few thousand meters above the ground, countless turbulent currents surged in the void, and in the turbulent currents, a relatively small figure was looming.
“Old Ghost Song, news of your death was circulating three hundred years ago. I didn’t expect that you would still be alive.”
Suddenly, the black-robed man spoke.
His voice was very harsh, like the sound of metal scratching. His voice shook the surrounding void, making the people below very uncomfortable.
“Ghost face, you should be in your 18th area. What are you doing in our 19th area?”
The white-haired old man on the other side droopingly said as he looked at the black-robed man.
“Hey, Old Ghost Song, why on earth do you need to ask more? Isn’t it because of the celestial aura that appeared here?”
The black robe man sneered, then looked back at the sky.
“Yeah, it seems that the goal of both of us is the same.”
The white-haired old man sighed, then suddenly looked at the man in the fat white-dress man. The black-robed man also followed his gaze.
It seemed that the white-haired old man and the black-robed figure seemed to be acquainted with each other, but seemed to be unfamiliar with the while-dress fat man.
Suddenly, the white-dressed man looked at the white-haired old man and said,
“I’m Xue Li, nice to meet both of you.”
“Xue Li?”
After hearing this name, the white-haired old man and the black-robed figure were all startled, their eyes become cold,
“Xue Li, the white-robed sword sage from area 12?”
“It’s me.” The man who claimed to be Xue Li humbly nodded.
“It seems that this time, this Tianhu Secret Realm really attracted a lot of people.”
The white-haired old man sighed, shaking his head.
“Heh, if people of our level want to go further, they need to grasp celestial aura, but the celestial aura is extremely hard to find. This time it appeared by accident. Naturally, there will be no shortage of people coming.”