章 1824: Prisoners

That was quite a lineup!

Duan Tianliang, Big Yellow and the Ying Zhao were secretly alarmed.

There was not a single Grade 7 Black Immortal in the entire Snow Wind Ridge. Furthermore, apart from the short-haired burly man in the lead who was a Grade 7 Black Immortal, the other cultivators were not weak either!

"A Grade 5 and 3 Black Immortal dares to enter the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"

The person who spoke was the young man on the left of the short-haired burly man, a Grade 6 Black Immortal.

The young man wore black martial arts attire and a long sword hung on his waist. He had honed brows and eyes that looked sharp, revealing a hint of contempt in his tone.

"Who are you guys?! Where are you from?!"

The young woman on the right of the short-haired burly man frowned slightly as she chided.

This woman was also a Grade 6 Black Immortal. She wore a red shirt and her long hair was tied up, giving off an extremely neat and heroic aura.