Chapter 1161: What grudge, to strike with such ruthlessness
Returning to the Valley of Death once more, the Demonic Beasts relentlessly attacked Carson Flores and his companion, but they couldn’t keep up with Carson’s Ground Shrinking Technique speed.
The two arrived at the peak where the Immortal Slaves used to stand guard. The mountain remained, but the guards were gone.
Carson breathed a sigh of relief internally. If they had encountered an Immortal Slave, they would have had to rely on Cristopher Hopkins Immortal to take action, unless he came up with an excuse to stuff Kash Lam into the Windroll Banner, which would certainly blow their cover.
Kash Lam looked around curiously, "Where did those Immortal Slaves go?"
Carson chuckled, "Maybe they left. They were stationed here to watch over the Immortal’s body in the cave. Now that the Immortal’s body has escaped, there is no longer any point for them to stay."
Kash Lam speculated casually, "Could they have gone to the Immortal Realm?"
Carson shook his head, "Impossible. The Immortal body they guarded was stolen by Cultivators, which is a huge mistake in the eyes of Immortals. It’s good enough if they aren’t punished; why would they be taken up to the Immortal Realm?"
"I guess those Immortal Slaves are wandering around the Barbaric Wilderness Realm, gathering information about the Immortal’s body, trying to redeem themselves."
Kash Lam laughed, "That does make sense. Speaking of which, they are pretty miserable, having guarded for ten thousand years, only to fail at the last moment. But that suppressed Immortal is really powerful. Only a single arm left, and yet it easily defeated three at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage and then left leisurely..."
Could it not be powerful?
Hadn’t you seen a few days ago, killing a Hollow Void Stage with a single punch?