Wei Yihan and Chen Jinbei also knew what Ye Qingyun meant.

"Then I'll take my leave."

"Well, thank you all for this time!"

At that moment, Chen Jinbei and Wei Yihan left here with dozens of experts from the Anti-Immortal Alliance.

"Huikong, let them loose their bonds."

"As commanded."

Huikong removed all the immortal ropes from Yang Muchan and ten immortal masters.

When untying the fairy rope tied to Yang Muchan, Huikong was also in a hurry, and his bald head was sweating from exhaustion.

I thought to myself that the Holy Son is indeed the Holy Son, even the method of tying the rope is so unique and superb.

Without hundreds of years of experience in tying people, you would never be able to do it at this level.

"Sir, we will fight them!"

"Yes, sir, as officials of the Immortal Mansion, how can we be coerced by these two people!"

"It's not like we have no chance of winning!"

...

The ten immortal masters gathered around Yang Muchan, and they all stared at Ye Qingyun and Huikong with hostility.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Yang Muchan shouted angrily.

The ten immortal masters were all stunned.

Ye Qingyun looked at these people and couldn't help but sneer.

"My life is in your hands, and you still want to fight me? How stupid."

The ten immortal masters were all stunned.

Ye Qingyun was too lazy to pay attention to these guys, he just looked at them with admiration.

"Within ten days, invite several major immortal sect leaders from Kunwu Prefecture to Kunxian Mansion. No one should be missing!"

"I see."

Yang Muchan's face was bitter.

Ye Qingyun and Huikong were about to leave.

"etc."

Yang Muchan suddenly shouted.

"Anything else?"

Ye Qingyun turned back to look at Yang Muchan.

Yang Muchan bit her lips lightly, seeming to hesitate.

"That bottle of supreme immortal liquid, can you..."

She was still thinking about the supreme immortal liquid that Ye Qingyun took out in the main hall of the Immortal Mansion.

Ye Qingyun was startled, then laughed.

He patted the storage bag on his waist, took out the jade bottle, and threw it directly to Yang Muchan.

"This stuff isn't some supreme immortal liquid, it's soy milk I grind myself."

"It shouldn't be of much help to your cultivation."
Chapter completed!