As he looked at the dozens of Rank 5 Apostles standing in front of him, Yuan Zhan, couldn't help but faintly frown.

'Sending themselves towards their deaths like this, they're becoming more and more reckless in recent years,' thought Yuan Zhan as a painting brush suddenly appeared in his hands.

A moment later, the brush of the Rank 7 True Immortal smashed against the Dozens of Rank 5 Apostles, who tried their best to dodge the attack that had come their way.

But even though the Apostles did their best to dodge, in the end, some paint managed to get onto them, painting over parts of their existence in one fell swoop.

A moment later, a faint frown appeared on Yuan Zhan's face, as dozens of attacks suddenly found their way towards him without any rhyme or reason.

'A little bit surprising but nothing powerful enough to threaten me...' thought Yuan Zhan as he once again moved his brush, causing the attacks which had come just under a meter away from him, to suddenly freeze.

Of course, it was not only the attacks which had frozen, instead, it was everything around Yuan Zhan, causing his brush to suddenly sweep over everything.

A moment after that, just a moment after realizing the fact that they had just frozen up, all the Rank 5 Apostles disappeared, having their existence completely obliterated by the Rank 7 True Immortal.

But even though Yuan Zhan had easily slaughtered his opponents, the frown present on his face couldn't help but increase in size.

The very moment he finished off the Apostles, Yuan Zhan suddenly began moving, and instantly arrived at another region of the battlefield.

Where a group of True Immortals, which was currently being besieged by the apostle, was currently struggling to survive.

The moment Yuan Zhan appeared in that battlefield, the Apostles present suddenly stopped caring for their lives, and suddenly launched themselves towards the surviving True Immortals.

Sadly for them though, by that point, things were already over, as Yuan Zhan immediately annihilated them from existence.

Immediately after that, Yuan Zhan stopped paying attention to the ant-like apostles and began healing the True Immortals at the scene, with that same frown still present on his face.

But even though Yuan Zhan could heal nearly everything, in the face of those who had their existence fully annihilated from existence, even he was completely powerless, and couldn't do anything but silently mourn them for a brief moment.

Before Yuan Zhan had arrived at the scene, 3 True Immortals had already died, whilst 7 had died on the side of the Apostle.

Perhaps if this battle continued, and they had enough time, the True Immortals would've managed to fully annihilate this group of Apostles in the end.

By then, most of the True Immortals would've probably perished as well, leaving only a few alive for the next battle.

Since they had taken up this style of battle, this of course meant that the Apostles most likely outnumbered the True Immortals several times, or at least, felt as though they could regenerate faster than them.

A moment later, Yuan Zhan disappeared from the scene, without having said even a word to the True Immortals.

...

As he looked at Yuan Zhan, who had just arrived, Xu Jinming, who was sitting alongside Old Man Hongjun as well as True Immortal Grand Sun, let out a faint sigh.

"It seems as though you've just seen how things are on the battlefield," said Xu Jinming, causing Yuan Zhan to slightly nod his head.

"Yes, but I'm feeling a little bit of doubt as to how the three of you are sitting here so calm knowing that the Apostles are grinding us down so quickly, knowing the characters of the three of you," said Yuan Zhan as he sat down at the seat prepared for him, causing Xu Jinming to shake his head.

"That's true, ordinarily all three of us would be out there right now, not standing right here, drinking tea so leisurely," said Xu Jinming as he looked at the painter.

Not even mentioning Xu Jinming and Old Man Hongjun, True Immortal Grand Sun, whose combat power did not pale in comparison to the two of them would usually have been even more eager to jump into the battlefield.

Instead, the three of them stood here, only fighting against the Apostles using incarnations.

"Since you've been waiting for me, then say what you have to say, we don't have infinite time right now," said Yuan Zhan, correctly assuming that Old Man Hongjun was the one who had ordered this gathering.

A few moments later, Old Man Hongjun suddenly began speaking.

...

Unaware of the slow changes that were happening to the battlefield in the Upper Dimension at that very moment, Xu Yue, who had just returned to the Origin Sword Sect not too long ago, once again left the sect and went to her next destination.

...

As she stared at the True Immortal that had just appeared in front of at that very moment, Xia Jingfei, who had been calm up until now, couldn't help but become a little bit surprised.

"This is quite surprising, I didn't expect senior to come here to meet someone as insignificant as me," said Xia Jingfei as she slightly bowed, causing Xu Yue to shake her head at the slightly mocking act of the True Immortal.

"We could be said to be friends in the past, you don't have to be so formal," said Xu Yue as she looked at the Demoness in front of her, causing the latter to faintly smile.

"I understand, so what reason do you have for coming here, Senior?" asked Xia Jingfei, making Xu Yue smile.

"I'm here to tell you to not cause trouble after I'm gone, otherwise I will find you after you come to the Upper Dimension," said Xu Yue, causing Xia Jingfei to suddenly freeze.

"Senior, I'm quite happy about your high expectations for me, but I'm really not sure whether I can ascend, that's some..."

As she listened to Xia Jingfei continue to spew out garbage at a rapid pace, black lines couldn't help but appear on Xu Yue's face.