Between the stone forests, the gusts of wind grew fiercer and whistled.

Lin Tian stood in place, his torso straight, but his eyes were indifferent as he scanned the surroundings and laughed coldly, "Eighteen Passage Immortal cultivators ambushed here, should I say that you guys are looking down on me, or should I say that you guys are too shameless."

Eighteen people, each with thick qi and blood, the worst of them were all at the Second Sky of Immortal Passage, and ...