As is well known, the Immortal Realm consists of one hundred and eight continents, divided into the Upper Three Continents, the Middle Three Continents, and the Lower Three Continents.
The Lower Three Continents, to put it bluntly, are essentially slums. The strength of a continent ruler there is probably around the level of a Golden Immortal.
In the Middle Three Continents, the level is greatly improved. The continent rulers there have at least the cultivation of the Star Immortal Realm, and that's for the weakest rulers.
As for the Upper Three Continents...
They are beyond imagination.
Even a random elder from those continents would likely possess the strength of the Sun and Moon Immortal Realm.
The rulers of the Upper Three Continents have power that is simply unfathomable.
"Alright, fellow disciples, there's no need to be discouraged. I only started following our master a few days before you. Let's hurry back to meet our master."
"Agreed!"
Everyone responded in unison.
Their combined powers gathered together, directly tearing through the barrier of the Immortal Realm, returning to the Immortal River Continent.
Several dozen disciples descended on the small island, heading towards the Heaven and Earth Sect.
Along the way, various old men and women enthusiastically greeted them.
After they passed, a young man couldn't help but mutter, "Father, I thought the master's disciples would all be incredibly powerful. Although some of them do seem unfathomable, most of them don't look that impressive!"
"Look, there are even Heavenly Immortals among them, and some who seem to have no cultivation at all, just ordinary humans."
"How did such people become the master's disciples? Wouldn't anyone randomly picked from our island be stronger than them?"
"If I were the master's disciple, I'd be so much stronger than them."
The young man continued his disparaging remarks.
"Smack!"
His father gave him a resounding slap on the head.
"You useless fool! You're just a trash Reincarnation Immortal who only got that far by drinking the water and eating the food on this island. What right do you have to criticize?"
"Don't you know that every single one of the master's disciples has been acknowledged by some form of heavenly law?"
"And that Heavenly Immortal you mentioned? That's Zhen Jiaozhen, ranked thirtieth. The reason he's still a Heavenly Immortal is that he has extremely high, almost harsh standards for himself. He wants to ascend to the most perfect Golden Immortal state, which is why he's still at the Heavenly Immortal level. But even as a Heavenly Immortal, he could effortlessly kill thousands of trash Reincarnation Immortals like you."
"As for that ordinary human you mentioned, his name is Bai Qiyu."
"He is indeed an ordinary human with no cultivation, who can't even fly. But his terrifying power manifests in a completely different way. I estimate that even experts at the Sun and Moon Immortal Realm couldn't withstand one of his serious punches."
"And then there's Li Jin."
"Since becoming the master's disciple, he has never harmed anyone with his sword. Yet he can use the power of laws to make all Star Immortal Realm experts kneel and call him father!"
"In short, their apparent realm doesn't reflect their true power at all."
At this point, his father took a deep breath.
"If we're talking about the most terrifying in this aspect, it would have to be young master Zhong Qing."
"He's still just an ordinary mortal in terms of realm."
"But I estimate that even those in the Sun and Moon Immortal Realm couldn't withstand a single strike from his Three Chopping Techniques!"
"So..."
"What do you understand?"
With that, he gave the young man several more slaps on the head. "Go home and face the wall for three years to reflect on your arrogance!"
While everyone was discussing this animatedly, the returning disciples had already arrived before Yi Feng.
"Greetings, Master!"
They all knelt before Yi Feng in unison.
Even though Yi Feng knew these disciples weren't doing well, when he saw them, he couldn't help but feel angry.
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