Wu De and Lightning Mink, who had made a bet, both widened their eyes and stared at the War Immortal Platform, silently counting the breaths in their hearts.

During this period, they had followed Fang Bai and gathered a vast amount of Cultivation Resources. The Space Immortal Ring was piled high, enough for several years of cultivation needs. But if they lost the bet, half of this Space Immortal Ring would be emptied, and thinking of that still made them feel a bit distressed.

"Haha, those two little immortals actually naively believe that the white-clothed Immortal can win? Are they foolish?"

"Humph, boasting shamelessly!"

"Just a mere third-grade Immortal King, challenging a fifth-grade Immortal King Realm expert is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, overestimating their abilities!"

"They dare to brag that the white-clothed Immortal can defeat Lingyun Immortal King within dozens of breaths? That’s hilarious to this Immortal!"

"Shall we make a bet too? Bet on how many breaths Lingyun Immortal King can end this duel!"

"Heh heh, count me in!"

"I’m also in for the bet!"

...

Dozens of immortal kings under Lingyun Immortal King listened to Wu De and Lightning Mink’s conversation, squinting and sneering incessantly.

In the blink of an eye, fifty breaths had passed. Wu De glanced at Lightning Mink, an expression of smugness appearing on his chubby face, one hand resting on Lightning Mink’s shoulder, he chuckled, "Little Mink, fifty breaths have passed! In ten or so more breaths, you’ll lose!"

Lightning Mink rolled his eyes at him and said, "Old Taoist Wu, don’t get too smug. As long as it’s less than sixty-five breaths, I haven’t lost!"

Wu De smacked his lips, exuberantly saying, "Oh my, just thinking about half of your Cultivation Resources soon belonging to me gives me indescribable joy! Ah hahaha..."

He hadn’t laughed much before he noticed that the layer of light enveloping the War Immortal Platform trembled and then suddenly vanished without a trace.

Thus, his laughter abruptly stopped, his smile frozen on his face, his mouth agape, body standing stiffly as if under a petrification spell.

And at this moment, just sixty breaths had passed since Fang Bai and Lingyun Immortal King began their battle.

Lightning Mink guessed fifty breaths, while Wu De guessed eighty breaths. The battle on the War Immortal Platform started to finish, marking around sixty breaths, closer to Lightning Mink’s fifty breath estimate.

Therefore, this time, it was Lightning Mink’s turn to laugh.

"Old Taoist Wu, admit to losing your bet!"

Lightning Mink grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, patting Wu De’s shoulder in return.

Wu De’s mouth moved, his brain for a moment before sighing.

"Little Mink, we’re good brothers, aren’t we?"

"No false camaraderie! It’s useless!"

"Good brothers must talk about loyalty, right?"

"Cut the crap! Half of the Cultivation Resources, not a bit less!"

"After being good brothers for years, you’ve got to cut some slack, right? How about I give you twenty percent of the Cultivation Resources!"

"At least forty percent!"

"Thirty percent!"

"Deal!"

...

Wu De and Lightning Mink each wanting to yield a little less and gain a little more, so after a few pulls and tugs, they happily reached an agreement.

Meanwhile, the other Immortals, including Yufeng Immortal King, hadn’t expected this battle to end with such results. They were all stunned, finding it hard to believe.

On the War Immortal Platform, Fang Bai stood with his head held high, his gaze icy cold with no visible scars on his body. However, the Immortal Qi seemed to be greatly depleted, and the fighting spirit and Killing Qi generated from the great battle were rapidly dissipating.

As for his opponent, Lingyun Immortal King, at this moment, he was nowhere to be found.

The duel on the War Immortal Platform often ended with such results, showing that Lingyun Immortal King was blown into a mist of blood by Fang Bai in their duel.

However, some meticulous Immortals furrowed their brows slightly, thinking why there’s no scent of blood on the War Immortal Platform if Lingyun Immortal King had been turned into a blood mist?

Yet, most Immortals didn’t focus on this; they only knew that now the War Immortal Platform had only one Immortal, Fang Bai, and clearly Fang Bai had won this battle.

"Just a mere third-grade Immortal King Realm Immortal, yet they’d slain a fifth-grade Immortal King Realm expert within dozens of breaths... Surely the white-clothed Immortal carries extremely potent Immortal Artifacts or other treasures!"

Silversnake Immortal King looked at Fang Bai on the War Immortal Platform, his slender eyes emitting a wicked glow.

He and most of the Immortals on the scene absolutely did not believe Fang Bai could kill Lingyun Immortal King solely by his power, thinking Fang Bai must have incredibly powerful treasures aiding him, allowing him to reverse into victory.

And there were not just one or two Immortals, like Silversnake Immortal King, who were scheming for the treasures on Fang Bai.

"I knew you would definitely win!"

Ye Wumei watched Fang Bai, who was stepping down from the War Immortal Platform, cheering to welcome him, grabbing his arm with both hands, thrilled almost to the point of jumping.

Tang Wenrou’s lips also formed a slight smile.

Due to her confidence in Fang Bai, from the start to end of this battle, she had never worried about Fang Bai.

Fang Bai’s victory made her happy, yet she wasn’t as exuberantly expressive as Ye Wumei.

"Congratulations, Wushuang Immortal King!"

Yufeng Immortal King offered congrats as he bowed to Fang Bai, who was coming down from the War Immortal Platform, feeling ashamed for judging wrongly, thinking Fang Bai couldn’t win; unexpectedly, he delivered a stunning reverse victory within a mere few dozen breaths, flabbergasting the majority of Immortals present.

Whether Fang Bai won by relying on treasures or not, just by easily killing a fifth-grade Immortal King Realm expert, it was enough to make Yufeng Immortal King reevaluate him.

After all, for an ordinary Immortal, even with a mighty treasure, they wouldn’t be able to wield it, much less defeat a formidable opponent?

To Yufeng Immortal King, Fang Bai managing the situation on his own, without needing him to intervene, was the ideal outcome.

Knowing there’s no enmity between Tempest Immortal Emperor and Qingtian Immortal Emperor, however, because the Tempest Immortal Emperor’s closeness with the Emperor’s Palace often leads to Qingtian Palace disciples’ hostility.

Great Luo Immortal City is one of the Immortal Cities under Qingtian Palace’s control and Yufeng Immortal King does not wish to expose his identity here and invite unnecessary troubles.

Fang Bai nodded at Yufeng Immortal King, then glanced at Silversnake Immortal King, transmitting a thought to Yufeng Immortal King, "Our troubles seem yet unfinished!"

From the moment he stepped down the War Immortal Platform, Fang Bai was locked by Silversnake Immortal King’s aura, knowing this guy also set sights on Tang Wenrou and Ye Wumei, intending to meddle.

Yufeng Immortal King had already deduced Silversnake Immortal King’s identity, having heard of his notorious habit of abducting Female Immortals for forced dual cultivation, after hearing Fang Bai’s transmission, he sighed inwardly, replying to Fang Bai, "If trouble comes, I’ll handle it!"

Fang Bai chuckled lightly, transmitting back, "It’s inconvenient for you to act, let me handle it!"

Yufeng Immortal King was startled, quickly replying, "He’s at the sixth-grade Immortal King Realm, you cannot match him!"

He didn’t realize Fang Bai purposely disguised his depleted Immortal Qi appearance to confuse other Immortals, thinking Fang Bai had exerted himself fully in that battle. In such a state, how could he again face Silversnake Immortal King?

Even if Fang Bai’s combat power was in peak condition, he couldn’t possibly be Silversnake Immortal King’s match, given their gap of three minor realms.