An Old Acquaintance's Bearing, Universe in the Sleeve

"Brother Tian, those eight are no ordinary people from some backwater."

Green Ox sent the words to Tian Ming'an by voice transmission.

Tian Ming'an nodded. "What backwater could produce so many Dharma Images at once? Two have already shown theirs, and heaven knows what tricks the other six are hiding."

"My friend Ao Qi is riding a tiger now. There's no easy way off."

Green Ox could not help sighing. "I've heard plenty of stories about prodigies from backwaters slapping the faces of great sects, but this is the first time I've seen one slap a Dragon Monarch's face."

Tian Ming'an chuckled and said nothing more.

The Three Realms Great Thousand World was beyond comparison with an ordinary Great Thousand World.

The Three Realms were vast beyond measure, their Five Continents and Four Seas boundless. The living beings born within them numbered far more than trillions.

With so many lives across such an immense world, there was nothing strange about any number of breathtaking talents emerging.

Nearly a thousand years had passed since the Three Realms took shape. To mortals, that was ten lifetimes of reincarnation, but it also meant at least ten generations of once-in-a-century geniuses had appeared.

Not all of them would set foot on the path of cultivation. But given the chance to glimpse the splendor of a Great Thousand World, how could they willingly live beneath others, wasting their lives in obscurity? How could they bear to be leashed as someone else's hounds?

And which of the immortal sects and great factions that had existed since the dawn of the Three Realms, or the Aristocratic Clans and powerful families across the land, would willingly let an inheritance their ancestors had carved out through hardship enjoy only a few centuries of glory?

So the immortal sects and