Three days later, at the edge of the Turbulent Sea.
"Fuck, that scared me to death!"
Ying Tongshou stood at the bow, looking at the so-called "Nascent Soul Cultivators" of the Biyang Cultivation World whom his subordinates had slain. So furious was he that he kicked the corpses several times.
He had thought Overseas had great powers too!
Who would have thought it was all a bluff!
At that thought, he looked again toward the distant horizon, where twelve streaks of Radiance shot into the sky, carrying quite an imposing presence.
They were none other than the Immortal Alliance's twelve great cultivators.
The two sides had clashed fiercely from the start. Had Ying Tongshou not appeared and revealed his Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivation, he likely would not have been able to suppress them.
Ying Tongshou pondered inwardly. Twelve proxy Foundation Establishment cultivators sounded impressive, but they were only so-so in reality. At their core, they relied on the Divine Ranks of their artifacts, much like the official position he carried. Once the artifacts were taken away, they would revert to their original forms. Even among cultivators of the same realm, their combat strength was far from outstanding.
"The key is still that strange treasure."
He had fought Elder Lin before. To withstand his divine ability, Elder Lin had activated the Imperial Golden Seal of Daoshuai True Decree, and Ying Tongshou had naturally seen it.
"That's a fine treasure!"
"If I can obtain it and present it to the court, perhaps I can add another First Grade official position to my name, become a Third Grade general, and enter the halls to deliberate affairs from then on."
The thought made Ying Tongshou's heart burn ever hotter.
Yet he quickly calmed down and began surveying his surroundings. Suddenly, his brows furrowed