But they have living immortals and sword immortals.
Needless to say, the Sword Immortal has been the undisputed number one in the world for the past 10 years. No one can match him in fighting, and no one has been able to defeat the Sword Immortal until now. Some people have fought with the Sword Immortal in the early years, leaving them with an indelible shadow.
Although they had never fought against the immortals, they could sense the strength of the other party from what they had seen and heard in the past year. At least he was as strong as the sword immortal, or even better than the sword immortal.
Finally, everyone focused on a man. He was two meters tall, as strong as an ox, and was wearing armor made of tens of thousands of bronze scales. He had a dragon head on his chest and tiger-shaped shoulders, which made him look unmatched.
The Baxia Master, a powerful physical cultivator, had achieved the state of a god. In ancient times, he had briefly dominated the world for a period of time, but perhaps because of the limitations of physical cultivation and some hidden injuries, his existence was too short.
Normally, it would take at least 500 years for a god to reach the peak and dominate the world, but he died of old age after only 100 years. But no matter what, the Baxia Master was one of the strongest in the Western Regions. If he had reincarnated earlier, he might have been able to get a share of the spoils in Shenzhou.
Now, after several years of hard training, he has reached the peak of the Golden Core stage and is considered one of the top ten strongest people in the world.
Facing the gazes of the crowd, Venerable Baxia opened his tiger eyes slightly, a fierce aura swept over him, and a dragon and a tiger appeared behind him.
His voice was low, like a war drum, and it made people feel choked up as soon as he opened his mouth.
"I live to prove myself. I may not be able to defeat the immortals and sword immortals, but I don't like to let others ignore me. If he comes to my place, I will take action. It doesn't matter if I die."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't expect that the Baxia Master could stop the opponent, but at least they took action. Instead of watching the opponent step over their faces indifferently, they even wanted to send the opponent away.
Although Master Baxia seems to be reckless, he is actually very thoughtful and can naturally tell what the people present are thinking.
He wants to save face but also values his life.
"But I must know what's going on. Why would a living immortal come to the Western Regions? According to what those people from the Immortal Era said, the other party is not someone who likes to show off."
This problem makes most people look unnatural.
"Give me an answer."
Venerable Baxia glanced at everyone present, and no one dared to look him in the eye. They did so out of guilt and lack of confidence in their own abilities.
The spirit is gone.
This is a problem faced by many reincarnated people. Perhaps they were the top powerhouses in that era. Even if they could not dominate an entire era, they were still the most powerful among their peers.
But after reincarnation, this pride in their bones was shattered, smashed to pieces by people who were better than them. What was even more fatal was that they were no longer special, as there were too many strong people at the same level as them.
On the surface, the number has exceeded three digits, and who knows how many more reincarnations there are in secret. What reason do they have to be proud?
Mediocre is what they are.
But not everyone is like this, some are excited to face so many strong people.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
For mortals, it is just a few blinks of an eye, but for a powerful practitioner, it is enough to think through many things and do many things.
Someone gave the answer.
"Some time ago, an old ancestor asked me to find someone to pass a message to the immortals in the world. He said that if the progress goes well, we can get a share of the pie from Shenzhou."
The current head of Donghuang Sect is Huang Jidao. He wears a dark yellow robe. His facial features are a little thin, his forehead is slightly high, his eyebrows are short, and his chin is pointed. He looks treacherous.
His Taoism is at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and his cultivation is at the late Golden Core stage.
At this moment, his face was slightly pale and his mind was in a state of confusion. He could feel a great fear, as if he was being stared at by some terrifying existence.
"Ancestor?" The Baxia Master was slightly curious. "What is your cultivation level? It seems that your Donghuang Sect has never produced any peerless masters."
Due to reincarnation, the traditional distinction between the old and the young has become invalid, and the order of seniority is basically based on the level of cultivation. If a Taoist Huang Ji, who is at the peak of the Yuanying stage, can call him an ancestor, then his level of cultivation is very likely to be a god.
Taoist Huang Ji replied, "The inheritance of our sect was once interrupted, and I don't know the identity of that ancestor. But with his foundation-building skills, he was able to suppress me and make me unable to move."
Foundation building suppresses golden elixir? He is indeed a powerful spirit transformation master, maybe he has reached the peak of spirit transformation.
Venerable Baxia did not show too much surprise, because what the world lacks the least is strong people. There are many people stronger than him, and there is no shortage of an old Donghuang ancestor.
He continued to ask: "So what is the content of the message?"
"This..." Taoist Huang Ji hesitated for a moment and repeated the content, "...Don't make a mistake, otherwise you will be greedy and want more."
"It's not just me, there are several others who also went to leave a message. Those old ancestors who were reincarnated not long ago wanted to negotiate with the living immortals, hoping to obtain some of the spiritual veins of Shenzhou. I didn't expect that the other party would react so violently. The old ancestors should not be much weaker than the other party. Aren't they afraid of a big cause and effect?"
It's still a big cause and effect. These old guys are relying on their age and have not seen the world clearly. Maybe their Taoism is not much worse than that of the immortals in the world, but now their strength has not yet recovered. What can they use to threaten others?
Do you really think that a few breaths can scare the other party away?
The Baxia Master sighed silently, and then continued to ask: "Now that they have come to our door, what do those seniors say?"
“…I can’t get in touch with you.”
"I heard that today is someone's birthday. Do you think it's appropriate to say this?"
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