We Accept the Offer

In an instant, all the fighting will from the cultivators in Fausec City disappeared like smoke. Fizer's cultivation was just too high. It made Mitamo Fausec's cultivation look more like an ant in front of an elephant. They were simply in two different leagues.

"This..."

"Is that the new force Kimi talked about?"

"It has to be! Can't you see the airship that appeared in the report?"

"But what about that guy with ridiculous cultivation?"

"What? Do you want to do something? Just pray that he isn't angry that we created a country inside that Freedom Sect territory of theirs."

As the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators continued to discuss, Mitamo Fausec thought about what to do. He knew that escaping was nothing but a pipe dream. If Fizer decided to get him, no amount of speed he could muster would be enough to flee from him. 'What are they planning to do with us?'