Chapter 722 A Cultivator Of Master Realm Fallen In The Trap

"Master, we can't thank you enough for your patronage!"

Inside the secret room, the two middle-aged men were excited about the rewards that were promised to them by the old man. They bowed to thank him.

They knew that the seemingly ordinary and lifeless old man was a big fish in the pond. He had extraordinary power over other cultivators in the Prime Martial World. Once he recovered fully, using his strength, he could dominate the Prime Martial World again.

In that case, being his disciples, the two of them could follow the old man as he did everything as per his will in the Prime Martial World. That would bring them so many benefits.

One of the middle-aged men, who was standing beside the old man suddenly paused. There was excitement on his face.

"Master, just now I received information from the patrol servants that among the cultivators who were transmitted here by the array, one cultivator is at the Master Realm!

Besides him, there are dozens of cultivators who are at the Imperial Realm!

And hundreds of cultivators are at the Sky Realm."

"Master Realm!

Ha-ha. Cultivators at the Master Realm seldom visit the Sunset Mountain. But it looks like one has fallen into my trap now. God is helping me too!

Recently, I entered the critical healing phase and need a number of high quality souls as healing resources.

Tyson, and Gordon! I want both of you to lead our men and capture those cultivators who are at the Master Realm and the Imperial Realm. They will be sacrificed to extract their spiritual souls from their bodies. I will refine their spiritual souls right away.

As for the cultivators at the Sky Realm, the soul-consuming fog will trap their spiritual souls easily. So, both of you can just ignore them as of now."

The old man was extremely excited because the spiritual souls of a Master Realm cultivator would provide him with a lot of energy. It would enable him to heal his injuries.

He had never imagined that one day a Master Realm cultivator would come to the remote Sunset Mountain and fall into his hands. He couldn't wait to extract the spiritual souls of the Master Realm cultivator and of those Imperial Realm cultivators for his recovery.

"Yes, Master!"

Both the disciples of the old man left the secret room to carry out his orders.

At the same time, Austin led Tessa, Dahlia, and her female attendant Faye ahead. They kept walking along the poor and old streets to explore the city.

All along their way, Austin tried many times to fly in the air, but every time he was pulled down to the ground by a mysterious, great, invisible force, whenever he rose 1 or 2 meters above the ground.

Although his cultivation base was at the medium stage of Sky Realm, his real strength was more than most of the masters at the premium stage of Sky Realm.

Compared to the cultivators at the Imperial Realm, Austin was not inferior to them either.

And above all, Austin's physical strength reached 400, 000 pounds which was a huge amount of force.

Therefore, the comprehensive power of his physical strength and his cultivation base made him equal to a cultivator at the premium stage of Imperial Realm.

Yet, possessing such powerful strength, he was unable to resist the strange force which kept dragging him down to the ground whenever he attempted to fly.

Un

rge square. Blade intent was flowing around him.

That man was Malick, the cultivator at the Master Realm from the Sky Sect!

He was following Austin. Unfortunately, like Austin, he too fell into this weird city and had been stuck there for the last two days.

When he had entered the city, he found that his spiritual sense was suppressed by something. He could only sense a range of dozens of meters.

Besides, like Austin and the three girls, he too could only walk in this city instead of flying.

During the last two days, Malick kept looking for a way out of the city, but the city was so big that it was hard to find the exit only by walking.

What was worse, he could encounter the grey fog any time on his way to find the exit. Once he got trapped in the fog, he would be at the risk of getting lost. With a second of negligence, his spiritual soul would part from his body and become a wandering ghost.

But Malick was a master of the Master Realm, so his spiritual sense was powerful. As a blade cultivator who practiced the blade martial art, he had a stronger mind and wouldn't lose himself so easily. He could get rid of the fog.

Though he had a stronger spiritual sense, Malick felt more and more nervous after two days of looking for the exit in vain. When he encountered the square, he found it large enough and there was no grey fog. So he walked towards the square to have a short break.

He sat down, crossed his legs and closed his eyes to rest. After a while, his expression changed because he found that a group of cultivators was walking in his direction. They were led by three cultivators.

They were the leaders of the Flying Fish Sect, the Iron Palm Sect and the Evergreen Sect. They were leading their subordinates towards that square.

While Malick had sensed them, they found Malick who was at the center of the square.

'Malick!'

The leaders of the three sects whispered the name and paused at the same time. They were surprised to see him there. They stared at him with shock and confusion all over their faces.

Malick was a famous cultivator of the Master Realm. The leaders of the three sects were like weak and feeble ants in front of this really powerful cultivator.