Though they had been chased by the Lava Lord and forced to teleport all over the place, then fallen into a swarm of Sky Devouring Bats, that did not mean they were weak. In truth, they were not weak at all. With Late Stage of Life Mystic Realm cultivation, they could not be considered mediocre even in the Mystic Realm, where experts gathered like clouds.
It was just that these two were oddballs within their sect. Tiansongzi was obsessed with researching formations and claimed to be incredibly badass in that field. According to his master, if he had not divided his attention with formation research, he might have advanced another step by now.
The other was immersed in calligraphy and painting. If not for an accident through which he had obtained the inheritance of an ancient-generation Saint of Calligraphy, who knew how miserable his cultivation might still have been.
Even so, the two of them had stumbled and bumbled their way to the Peak Stage of Life Mystic Realm. Even among many geniuses, they had earned a modest reputation.
Naturally, they could not compare to people like Jun Dingtian and Ye Xiwen, who had shaken the Mystic Realm in a short time. Yet such people were, in truth, as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns. Ordinary people slowly accumulated fame before making a name for themselves in one stunning burst. For the two of them, competing with such figures was nothing but wishful thinking.
As Tiansongzi swung out streaks of sword light, he retreated to Mo Xue's side. Combat was not his specialty, but his Late Stage of Life Mystic Realm strength was there for all to see. These Celestial Realm Sky Devouring Bats found it exceedingly difficult to threaten him.
Even though some Life Mystic Realm bats were