After entering the Tiansheng Space, everything about Zhao Yi could no longer be hidden, revealing his true appearance.

Therefore, the priests of the celestial race recognized Zhao Yi immediately.

However, they could only watch, because they couldn't walk in at all.

Now, their only hope is that the old immortal can swallow Zhao Yi.

This is the ending they hope to see.

Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Don't worry, no matter how strong Zhao Yi is, he is vulnerable in front of the old immortal."

"In the end, he will inevitably be swallowed by the old immortal."

The priests of the celestial race spoke.

They are doing self-comfort.

At this time, in the Tiansheng Space, Zhao Yi was fighting against the power of the old immortal.

Fortunately, the old immortal is now in a state of weakness and seal.

"You are kept as a livestock by the Heavenly Man tribe, and you are willing to do things for them!"

"If it were an immortal, you would be like this failure. If it were me, it would be better to die."

Zhao Yi looked at the old fairy and sneered coldly.

At this moment, he already understood that the old immortal was actually the mediator connecting the immortal world and the world of cultivation.

In order to survive, the old immortal had to serve the heavenly race.
Chapter completed!