The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 2023 Run! Only by living can you have a chance!
"Ow!"

Suddenly, a deafening dragon roar echoed from the cloudless sky, and an immense dragon's might pressed down from above.

As if struck by lightning, all the demonic beasts in the White Frost Mountains died instantly, their hearts bursting, while the stronger ones lay prostrate on the ground, trembling.

Nine enormous, majestic, and imposing azure dragons pulled the starship, which resembled a star fortress, forward smoothly. Behind the starship followed a vast and mighty crowd, like a silent army.

These people were all immortals, originally of high status, but now they are like servants, with no status and no dignity.

Many immortals followed the starship, but their attitudes differed.

Some had cold, hard faces and remained silent, with anger hidden in their eyes; others had smiling faces and expectant expressions. However, most of the immortals remained calm, their expressions revealing neither joy nor anger.

Chen Haoran was one of the angry ones. His master, the Ghost King's Tomb Sect Master, hesitated for a few seconds when Nangong Ye proposed surrendering. Before he could even say anything, Nangong Ye burned him to ashes with a flick of his finger.

The Ghost King's Tomb Sect Master, one of the Ten Great Immortal Sects, was killed in the blink of an eye, as casually as if he were crushing an ant.

The protective formation of Ghost King's Tomb was blasted open by the cannons on the Starfield Flying Ship. Blood flowed like a river throughout Ghost King's Tomb. Even though the internal strife within Ghost King's Tomb was fierce and most people were extremely selfish, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts and were filled with grief and indignation at this moment.

Unable to resist, all the Ghost King's Tomb people scattered and fled. Chen Haoran was also on the run, but unfortunately he couldn't escape and became a prisoner.

All the immortals who survived in the Ghost King's Tomb were conscripted and forced to follow the Starfield Flying Ship, serving as war servants of the Three Saints Sect and becoming vanguards and cannon fodder in attacks on other sects.

Chen Haoran wasn't afraid of fighting, but he felt very frustrated and angry!
Ghost King's Tomb was once one of the top forces in this Immortal Realm, and its status was highly respected. However, it was beaten like a dog and became a cannon fodder servant, with no dignity left.

In the world of cultivators, the strong are respected and the weak are preyed upon by the strong. This is normal. Chen Haoran can accept that he is weak and enslaved by others, but he is still very angry.

His master was crushed to death as casually as a chicken!
No, killing a chicken might involve a few flapping motions, but crushing an ant is done silently.

He stared at the enormous flying ship ahead, which resembled a towering mountain, his eyes brimming with barely suppressed anger and murderous intent.

He wanted to storm the flying boat and trample that arrogant young man under his feet.

Unfortunately, he can't.

Great Luo Venerable One!
That being was like a god to everyone in the Thunder Immortal Realm.

"Face reality. We can't afford to offend those above the Great Luo level." Elder Zhao Qinghe of Ghost King's Tomb sighed softly as he looked at him, and gently advised, "They chose Ghost King's Tomb as their target because we were unlucky. We just happened to be not far from their path. They're using us as a warning to others..."

Chen Haoran gritted his teeth. Yes, Ghost King's Tomb was the chicken that was killed, and his master was the chicken's head, who was bound to be chopped off.

Unless he met his master that day and immediately bowed down in obeisance, he would certainly not escape death.

The master wasn't entirely without the intention to submit. After all, everyone knew that no matter how powerful Ghost King Tomb was, it certainly couldn't withstand the Three Saints Sect or the Great Luo Venerable. He was probably just being habitually reserved, wanting to bargain and try to secure better treatment for Ghost King Tomb.

He just wanted to have a talk and see if there was a better outcome.

As a result, he was gone.

Zhao Qinghe sighed, "It's a foregone conclusion that the Three Saints Sect will take over the Thunder Immortal Realm. I know you are heartbroken by the Sect Master's death, but no matter what, keep your emotions to yourself and focus on your cultivation. If one day you reach the Great Luo Realm, you may have a chance to avenge him."

"Right now, staying alive is the most important thing. Don't think about anything else. Look at those people, so cheerful. They don't show any anger at being conquered. Instead, they have a kind of fawning excitement, like they're trying to become servants to a powerful master. If they see you like this, they'll definitely cause trouble."

After a pause, Zhao Qinghe lowered his voice and said, "There's no chance now. If there is a chance to start a war, you should run away. Don't worry about anyone else. Go to another immortal realm and cultivate properly."

Chen Haoran turned to look at Zhao Qinghe and whispered, "They practice collective punishment. If anyone runs away, everyone else in the sect will be punished as well..."

Zhao Qinghe said with a wry smile, "Aren't others just waiting for an opportunity? Do you think they wouldn't run away if they really had one? Are you willing to become a scapegoat for someone else running away?"

Chen Haoran remained silent for a few seconds, his gaze hardening.

"it is good!"

Zhao Qinghe said in a low voice, "The situation is now settled, no one dares to challenge us, and there is no chance left. Perhaps the only chance is a battle with the Immortal Palace. When that happens, you must seize the opportunity..."

Zhao Qinghe's voice suddenly stopped, because he saw Chen Haoran looking ahead with an incredulous look of surprise in his eyes.

Zhao Qinghe turned his head and saw a young man smiling at Chen Haoran, his demeanor carefree and elegant, creating a stark contrast with the people around him.

(End of this chapter)