The Transformation of Cultivation

Under normal circumstances, if a Saint and great figure from six thousand years ago suddenly appeared before you and announced his identity, would you believe him?

Faced with such a question, most people probably would not.

Why most people rather than everyone?

Ahem! After all, there would still be people with unusually wired brains who believed it.

Like, "I, Qin Shi Huang, need money!"

If someone really sent money, who would dare believe it? Yet the Immortal Emperor had clearly encountered a different situation.

The master of the Cultivation Holy Land, hailed as the ceiling of individual combat power in the interstellar world—the dignified Fourth Generation Immortal Emperor—had actually lost on his own turf.

Losing was one thing. Victory and defeat were common in cultivation. The key was that he had possessed no ability to fight back at all, like an unarmed three-year-old child facing a fully armed giant.

He had been utterly crushed! Being utterly crushed was no big deal either. What was even more absurd was that his opponent had instantly moved him to an unknown place.

Instant Teleportation!

Teleportation Arrays had become widespread among the interstellar upper class and were used in every field. They were no longer secret, and even they possessed corresponding Teleport Dharma Artifacts.

So, they could accept being transferred through a Teleportation Array. But this White Shirt opponent had moved through empty space without relying on anything at all.

That was highly unusual.

When had such a peerless powerhouse appeared in the Cloud Ring System? Moreover, he looked exactly like the statue, called himself Xu Shiqiang, and most crucially, the aura around this young man in a shirt could not be faked...

So what was wrong with believing him for once?

The Immortal Emperor thought to himself, *Besides, other than believing that he