"Another Earth Immortal has descended, targeting the same goal. Now we're in for a good show."
In a secluded alley in the initial Immortal City.
An elderly woman with a hunched back and a walking stick looked absentmindedly at the empty street corner, a flicker of alarm flashing through her eyes.
The air was still filled with a hint of the oppressive aura unique to Earth Immortals.
Behind her in a nondescript shop, two figures in black robes were slowly dragging out three bodies.
Although the business had not gone smoothly just now, they had ultimately managed to satisfy that being and sent him away.
As for the death of a few Golden Core servants, those were trivial matters not worth mentioning.
Moreover, compared to these dead Golden Core Realm servants, or even to the two Earth Immortals, the old woman was now more concerned about a name that was both familiar and unfamiliar to her.
"Zhang Jing!"
