Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, at least in the Human World, were already the very peak of experts; otherwise, existences of this level would not be called old monsters.
For a cultivator, being able to successfully form a Nascent Soul meant one was already blessed with profound fortune. Not only could one's lifespan stretch to a thousand years, but one's divine abilities had also reached the point where one could overturn rivers and seas.
As for great cultivators of the late stage, they inspired even more envy. Aside from exhausting their lifespans, they were practically regarded as undying, indestructible existences.
This was common knowledge in the cultivation world, yet there were exceptions to everything.
Nascent Soul Cultivators were indeed incomparably glorious, but above them there was still the Lihe Realm.
Only, upon reaching that level, the secular world no longer held any meaning for them. Their whole hearts were set on how to ascend to the Spirit World.
Let alone ordinary cultivators—even late-stage great cultivators generally had never seen a Lihe old monster.
Legend had it that Lihe Realm cultivators could manipulate the origin energy of heaven and earth, and their strength far surpassed the imagination of ordinary cultivators.
The scene before them was exactly that. Leaving the others aside for the moment, that True Person Red Firmament had been one of the Three Immortals of the Outer Seas. If not for the Horizon Sea Pavilion, the entire cultivation world of the Outer Seas would have honored those three above all.
His fame had spread far and wide, his renown lasting for over a hundred years, yet now, in a single exchange, he had been annihilated like an ant.
At this moment, life was so fragile. It did not matter whether you were some so-called great cultivator; before a Lihe Realm