No sooner had he spoken than Flaxseed froze, his features turning rigid.
"Jared, do you feel that?" He edged closer and dropped his voice. "Someone's on our tail..."
A faint smile tugged at Jared's lips, golden light flashing in his eyes. "Five of them, all Level Nine Wandering Immortals. They're from that organization."
Only that shadowy group possessed such strength, Jared could think of no one else.
Here in the Third Heaven, a Level Nine Wandering Immortal was strong enough to lead an entire sect. Yet every operative of this organization seemed to wield comparable power; according to Everett, their territory lay beyond the reach of the Third Heaven's laws.
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