Chapter - 3601

There really wasn't much of an opportunity.

But given the current situation, it seemed like that was the safest place for Zeke.

It could be said that the threat he felt from Emerald Sword God was far less than that of the depraved immortal whom he had never met.

The Eternal Class warrior, who was living out in the world, had always kept a low profile, his intentions remaining a mystery.

It's about time I exercise some caution.

After much thought, Zeke finally made up his mind.

"Let's head to Ancient Graveyard!"

It seemed as if Nine-Tailed Enchantress had noticed something, a voice echoing from deep within her soul, "Zeke, if you're planning to head to Ancient Graveyard, Emerald Sword God will surely give you trouble. Isn't going there akin to courting death?"

"Courting death?" Zeke chuckled icily. "Nine- Tailed Enchantress, are you hoping that the depraved immortal will come to your rescue if I stay outside Ancient Graveyard

"No!" Nine-Tailed Enchantress hastily clarified, her face blanched with shock. "That's not what I meant. Emerald Sword God is actually very powerful. No matter how strong we, the Nebula Class warriors, are, we'd easily be crushed by him. If you were to die, I really wouldn't be able to live either, I-*

Before she could finish her sentence, Zeke interrupted her, saying, "Bullsh*t! You're just waiting for the depraved immortal to come and save you. Don't think I can't see through your act. A warrior of the Eternal Class, who's free from oppressive force, can easily find you if they wanted to, you know? Nine-Tailed Enchantress, you better stay put right here. If I were to die, rest assured, I'd make sure to take you down with me before my last breath."

Nine-Tailed Enchantress's face grew ghastly pale when she heard those heard.

"Zeke, let's talk things out. I can offer you numerous benefits, more than enough to make up for your previous losses."

She took a deep breath and persuaded Zeke.

"Make up for my losses?"

Zeke laughed.

How is she going to make up for it?

The divine weapons, among others, were worldly things that he could easily disregard, but Lacey and Vela's safety, as well as how he nearly met his downfall, were things that he didn't think could be compensated.

Had it not been for his sheer luck, entering Worldly Palace by chance, he would perhaps never have gotten to see Vela again, let alone be here talking about making up for his losses.

The demise of Nine-Tailed Enchantress was merely a matter of time.

It was just that it might still be useful to keep her around now, so Zeke wasn't in a hurry to kill her.

Had something serious happened to Vela, or if anything bad had occurred, Zeke would never have shown any mercy.

Nine-Tailed Enchantress' plan was simple- she clearly wanted Zeke to stay outside Ancient Graveyard. Yet, he wasn't about to comply with her wishes.

Even if Ancient Graveyard was fraught with danger, it was still less intimidating than the depraved immortal, whose intentions and background were unknown. This undoubtedly made Zeke firm in his decision.

As for how to get to Ancient Graveyard, Zeke had his own ideas.

Because of my departure, that palace protector must be looking for a contemporary cultivator with positive energy. Since that's the case, I'll see if I can lure out the palace protector, and make my way to Worldly Palace before deciding on my next course of action.

At the very least, he believed Worldly Immortal bore no malice toward him, and in fact, the latter's intentions were largely benevolent. After all, Worldly Immortal had been his guide upon his entrance into Worldly Immortal, leading him through the place.

In the Secret Realm of Mount Kush, beneath a vast abyss, there existed a potent dark aura.

This aura was profound and overwhelming, imbued with a pervasive dark energy.

It seemed like he was the very source of dark energy, radiating it all around him..

He was the leader of the depraved within the Secret Realm of Mount Kush, also known as the depraved immortal!

At this moment, there was a slight fluctuation in the aura.

There he was, a strikingly handsome middle- aged man, seated cross-legged in meditation.

He wore a white robe that seemed to flutter on its own despite the lack of wind, his eyes and brows exuding a powerful charm.

His eyes suddenly snapped open, revealing an incredibly powerful, black gleam within, as if it were about to shatter the heaven and earth.

Even the abyss seemed to tremble slightly.

"Nine-Tailed Enchantress..."

He narrowed his eyes, a hint of icy coldness emerging from the depths of his profound gaze.

He spread his hands open, revealing a badge, already shattered.