Chapitre 3139: Captives

Numerous youngsters walked out of the battleship, hovering in the air.

They appeared ragged, perhaps a bit tortured, as they looked roughed up a lot. Their expressions were also weak, as though their cultivations were sealed, which left them in low spirits. In all likelihood, they must've undergone some disciplining sessions.

However, Davis wondered if they even needed disciplining, considering the weakest disciple here from the true immortal world was like seven or six levels higher at the very least.

The best course of action would be for them to seal themselves and present themselves to the enemies on a platter, hoping that they would have mercy on them. That was how ridiculous this place was, as the existence of Transcendents completely tipped the advantage in their favor.

Davis did a count and saw that they numbered in the two digits, around sixty-seven people.