The burly man finally breathed a sigh of relief as the young man was sent flying backward.
That punch had been solid, landing squarely on the opponent.
No one knew better than him how terrifying the power of that punch was. Even a powerhouse in the Source Soul realm wouldn't be able to emerge unscathed.
"Boss!"
After landing the blow, the other two men joined the burly man. They looked in the direction Ye Ming had been sent flying, and the grimness on their faces disappeared.
Like the burly man, they didn't believe the opponent could still resist after taking such a punch.
"I can't feel his aura anymore!"
At this, the archer man chuckled, "It seems Boss's punch directly blew him to smithereens!"
The burly man also sensed it; indeed, he could no longer detect the young man's aura.
"I still feel like something is not right?"
Yet, even so, he felt a suffocating heaviness in his heart, as if something was pressing down on him.
"Boss! No way! Even if the opponent is a Source Soul realm expert, it's impossible..."
Before the swordsman could finish speaking, he froze.
His pupils constricted, his mouth agape, his face ashen, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.
The other two men were in the same state.
"How... how is this possible..."
They could swear that what they were witnessing was the most inconceivable scene they had ever seen in their lives.
Without a doubt.
For before them, countless specks of faint light had appeared at some point, flickering alternately, brilliant and vast, like the countless stars in the sky.
Sacred!
Dazzling!
Each point of light seemed to contain a power that could purify everything. In this sea of stars, all things were insignificant.
Gradually, the starlight began to gather before them, starting from the head, then the body, and finally the limbs.
As more and more starlight merged, a humanoid silhouette gradually took shape.
"I believe you now understand what you are facing!" Ye Ming said, his brilliance fading as he looked at the stunned individuals.
He wondered what his intention was in appearing in this form.
Upon hearing Ye Ming's words, the men remained lost in thought for a long time.
The impact of the scene they had just witnessed had already exceeded their capacity to bear.
Ye Ming did not rush them.
After three minutes, the men finally emerged from their daze.
The moment they regained their senses, they immediately knelt on one knee, bowing their heads low, daring not to look directly at Ye Ming, and trembled, "We... greet the Immortal Lord."
Immortal Lord?
Hearing this title, Ye Ming felt no surprise.
This was consistent with what was recorded in the "Immortal Scripture Record," the Xin Shi.
The Xin Shi recorded that all who stepped into the "Three Realms of Immortal Pursuit" would be respectfully addressed as "Immortal Lords" by fellow cultivators.
This conveyed their reverence and also symbolized their status.
The reason why the burly man and his companions were so certain that Ye Ming had stepped into the "Three Realms of Immortal Pursuit" was simple, reducible to four words.
My Body is All Things!
This was the mark of entering the "Three Realms of Immortal Pursuit."
In the scene just witnessed, Ye Ming's body had transformed into countless specks of light before reforming.
And this!
This was a manifestation of "My Body is All Things"!
It could be said that even ten thousand peak Source Soul realm experts would stand no chance against an Immortal Lord who had just entered the "Three Realms of Immortal Pursuit."
For once one entered the "Three Realms of Immortal Pursuit," the cultivator's life level had fundamentally changed.
It was no exaggeration to say that this could be understood as transcending the "mortal body" and truly achieving an "immortal body."
Becoming a "True Immortal" who roamed the world.
Therefore, upon witnessing Ye Ming's display of "body transforming into faint light," the burly man and his companions realized that they were facing an "Immortal Lord" walking among mortals.
"Answer my questions truthfully, and you shall live!"
Ye Ming turned his back to them and said indifferently, "Otherwise, you die!"
Since he had chosen to reveal his "Immortal Lord" status, he intended to leverage its value.
"No... we dare not! Immortal Lord, please ask!"
At this moment, the burly man and his two companions harbored no ill intentions. Their voices were still filled with trepidation.
After all, they were facing an "Immortal Lord."
Such beings were revered wherever they went.
Simultaneously, they never dreamed that their mission was to eliminate an "Immortal Lord."
The thought sent a chill down their spines.
This was simply like a centenarian trying to hang themselves... seeking death.
"Firstly! Do any of you have any restrictions on your persons?"
Ye Ming asked.
The answer to this question was crucial.
If they, like Su Xin and the others, had some form of "death contract" on them, then things would become troublesome.
Before questioning them, he might have to help them remove the restrictions.
In reality, for "death contracts" such as those implanted in Su Xin and others, removing them was not a significant challenge for Ye Ming.
However, Ye Ming did not intend to do so.
Removing the restrictions would undoubtedly yield some information.
But once the restrictions were lifted, the person who implanted them would also be alerted immediately. At that point, the situation might become somewhat passive.
Before this, Ye Ming had planned to secure the situation before heading to the Dark Clan.
Only then would he engage with the cultivators behind the Dark Clan.
However, he had not expected that during this battle with Gu Taiyi, cultivators would directly participate.
This was definitely an unexpected gain for him.
And a significant one at that.
Precisely because of this, Ye Ming needed to proceed cautiously, preventing any variables from occurring.
"Restrictions?"
Upon hearing this, the burly man first blinked in confusion, then seemed to understand and replied, "Reporting to the Immortal Lord, we brothers have not been subjected to any restrictions."
"None!"
Hearing this answer, Ye Ming felt a tinge of regret.
If he had a choice, he would have preferred these three to have some form of restriction.
Because that would imply they knew some hidden matters.
The information they possessed would be on a different level.
For that, Ye Ming would not have minded taking a bit of a risk.
But the outcome was otherwise.
"Good! I understand!"
Ye Ming fell silent, seemingly lost in thought.
The burly man and his two companions dared not speak, fearing they might offend the "Immortal Lord" before them.
A moment later, Ye Ming suddenly turned, looking at the three of them, his tone deepening:
"Since there are none! Then I shall implant one for you!"