The auras enveloping these three figures were also of the Immortal Venerate Realm. Although they were merely ordinary Immortal Venerates, they were titans among the Immortal Monarchs.
At that moment,
A voice, carried slowly over.
"At last, I've caught you."
"Han Yi, this time, you cannot escape even if you sprout wings."
With that voice, a figure suddenly appeared. When it appeared, there was no alteration in space, and with Han Yi's cultivation, he could not sense any anomalies, which deeply furrowed his brow.
He focused his gaze and saw the figure that had appeared. Its face flickered uncertainly, changing with every passing moment.
A burly man, a seductive young woman, an elderly crone, a childish youth...
As Han Yi looked on, the pace of the changes in appearance began to slow, until finally, it solidified into a gentle Taoist.