Summit Farmer
Chapter 1455 The Battle of the Immortals_1

Chapter 1455: Chapter 1455 The Battle of the Immortals_1

By the next day, Peter Brown could clearly sense that more immortals were arriving in the village.

"Fellow Immortal, may we stay here?"

Seeing Peter walking around in the village, three immortals entered the village at that time.

"I’m also staying here temporarily, there’s a Silas over there, you can inquire with him."

In the Immortal Realm, people commonly address each other as ’Fellow Immortal,’ regardless of gender; the term is universally applicable.

Peter spent the whole day observing, and the more he observed, the more he confirmed his guess—the villagers, though few in number, were all keeping an eye on him, and he estimated that they would act as soon as he made any move to leave.

Peter didn’t want to burn bridges just yet, especially since he didn’t consider himself a match for Silas Miller.

Waiting was what Peter was doing now.

With the arrival of three immortals, Peter knew his opportunity had arrived.

As he looked towards the three people, Peter once again took note of their cultivation levels.

The leader of the group had a cultivation level that Peter guessed was on par with Silas Miller’s, while the other two were much weaker, perhaps on the same level as the villagers here.

Now Peter wanted to see how they would fare after meeting Silas Miller, so he gave them a bit of guidance.

"Many thanks."

The three then headed towards the place where Silas resided.

"I’ll lead the way for you."

Peter was very proactive and expressed his eagerness to guide them.

"We appreciate it."

The immortals smiled at Peter’s approach.

When they got to Silas Miller’s residence, Peter said to one of Silas’s subordinates, "These Fellow Immortals wish to stay here and would like to pay a visit to Silas."

After giving Peter a look, the middle-aged man said, "The master is out; if you want to stay, follow me."

A flicker of interest passed through Peter’s gaze—Silas Miller was out?

Of course, Peter didn’t want to be trapped here, and Silas’s absence was an opportunity, but Peter didn’t show any intention of leaving. With a slight smile, he said to the three, "I won’t accompany you further."

"Thank you, Fellow Immortal."

Upon returning to his room, Peter thought over the entire situation for a while; what he wanted to know the most now was the strength and capabilities of everyone’s combat abilities.

In fact, ever since entering the Immortal Realm, Peter quickly realized that he was not clear about what kind of techniques the immortals here use in combat. What he wanted to know now was their methods of fighting.

Sitting cross-legged, he resumed his practice of the Black Lotus Technique, discovering that it was indeed a very powerful cultivation technique.

Peter even tried to practice the Cultivation Technique he saw from Silas Miller, only to find out that compared to the Black Lotus Technique, it was utterly inferior, not even on the same level.

Naturally, Peter decided to focus solely on practicing the Black Lotus Technique.

After practicing cultivation for two hours, Peter Brown suddenly heard the sound of a fight coming from the village. When he went outside to look, he immediately saw a number of Immortals had arrived, among whom two were engaged in a fierce duel.

Peter stood there watching intently for a while and saw that the two combatants were both star-level experts with the cultivation of Silas Miller, locked in intense battle.

Both had unleashed their True Fire and were even using weapons.

Observing the weapons they wielded, a broadsword and a spear, Peter furrowed his brow slightly. While the materials of their weapons were indeed not bad and the refining was well done, these types of weapons seemed very ordinary and lacked the power characteristic of those within the Cultivation World, as if everyone was using ordinary soldiers’ weapons from the Mortal Realm.

Their fight was very ordinary.

Even though they had unleashed their True Fire and were fighting with punches that made contact with flesh, Peter did not discern any particularly awesome aspects to their fight; it was not the sort of epic confrontation he had imagined where combatants bound through the skies and earth.

Perhaps he was expecting too much!

As Peter watched, he started to ponder to himself.

He had always held Immortals in high regard, but only after witnessing their combat did he realize they weren’t as strong as he had thought.

Immortals are people, and those of the lower ranks are not actually that powerful.

Peter speculated that only those of higher ranks were truly formidable.

At that moment, Peter saw the three people looking for a place to stay and walked over, saying, "What is going on with them?"

"Oh Fairy_Friend_Wang, they have been enemies for a long time. Every time they meet, they fight fiercely, but somehow, they never come to a conclusion—it’s quite a show."

"Is that so? How about coming over for a cup of tea at my place?"

Upon hearing Peter’s invitation, the three exchanged glances and said, "We would be honored to accept your invitation."

Once they entered Peter’s room, he brewed them tea with leaves from Silas Miller, which everyone enjoyed.

"Lately, with immortal fate coming, a lot of people have been showing up!"

Peter steered the conversation.

"We haven’t introduced ourselves yet. I am Kai Mason; it’s a pleasure to meet Fairy_Friend_Wang. These are my two brothers, Shane Mason and Rockwell Mason."

Peter responded with a bow of his fist.

"With the Saint gone, holy fate has arrived; it’s no surprise it has caught everyone’s attention."

Peter said, "It is indeed comical to think about it. With our level of cultivation, how could we possibly compete with those stronger ones? Coming here is truly dangerous."

"You can’t say that. No matter how low one’s cultivation is, it doesn’t mean they can’t prevail when faced with holy fate."

"I have been cultivating at home all this time; my family never mentioned anything about holy fate. I learned about the situation here by chance, and I am not very clear about it. Could you please enlighten me, Fairy_Friend_Wang?"

"There is nothing wrong with sharing the knowledge. Actually, everyone knows that the Immortal Realm is divided into the Holy Region of Five Directions: East, West, South, North, and Center. These Holy Regions are sacred to Immortals, and each one can sustain a Saint. There is a fixed number of Saints; if there is an excess, it will cause the collapse of this part of Heaven and Earth. It is said that once a Saint reaches a certain level of cultivation, they can no longer continue to exist in this realm and must ascend to a higher place. Thus, the Holy Sanctuary becomes ownerless. When the Saint leaves, the Sanctuary collapses, and then the essence of the Sanctuary disperses everywhere in Heaven and Earth. Those with fate can obtain holy domain seeds. Of course, obtaining a holy domain seed doesn’t guarantee one will become a Saint. There is competition among the seeds; the weak are preyed upon by the strong, and only the mightiest can become Saints. Only by Becoming a Saint can an Immortal live eternally in Heaven and Earth. Who wouldn’t desire to become a Saint?"

So that’s how it is!

Peter felt he understood the reason behind the struggle—it all boiled down to the origin of the holy fate.

When he thought of the special item he had obtained, Peter felt a surge of excitement within him.