Baoshe's face filled with shock. "Last time on Penglai Immortal Island, that boy's cultivation was only at the late stage of Spirit Division. It's only been a few hundred years—how could he possibly have advanced to that realm already?"
Baoshe's words, naturally, were not wild ravings.
Between Spirit Division and Tribulation Transcendence, on the surface, there was only one realm's difference, but in terms of true strength, they were as far apart as heaven and earth.
A miss by a hair becomes an error of a thousand miles—using that saying here was no exaggeration at all.
And Baoshe knew full well how difficult the bottleneck of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage was. Even when she had advanced back then, she had gone through no small amount of twists and turns. For that Lin brat to advance in a mere few hundred years was truly a little too unbelievable.
Casting one's gaze across the Three Realms, sweeping through past and present, a mighty figure with such cultivation speed had indeed never been heard of.
No, that was not quite right. There was still one.
Asura!
That was right—the Lord of the Underworld, that astonishingly brilliant Asura King, might have possessed such cultivation speed back then.
But this was still rather...
To say Lin Xuan could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Asura King—Baoshe herself felt that was far too absurd.
What did that Lin brat even count as, to actually be compared with the Asura King?
"Actually, there is nothing impossible about it. Little sister, you need not be too surprised. Do not forget, on Penglai Immortal Island, that Lin brat won a Nine-Turn Spirit Snake Pill from your hands."
Bingpo's voice was clearly calmer. "That Lin brat's luck has always been quite good. If, through a coincidence of fate, he found