Pure body cultivators were rather rare even among Celestial Venerables. A Celestial Venerable's cultivation lay in cultivating laws; comprehension of one's realm mattered more than anything. Body cultivators, meanwhile, focused on their own flesh, using the strength of their bodies to reach the far shore of the Great Dao.
Precisely because they were rare, they seemed extraordinary. The strength of body cultivators was naturally beyond question. Powerful body cultivators could even resist heavenly tribulations with their flesh and contend directly against Celestial Venerable Dao Artifacts. They were terrifying.
Moreover, body cultivators possessed exceedingly formidable combat power among Celestial Venerables. Not every Celestial Venerable excelled at battle; each cultivated a different Great Dao. Some were skilled in combat, while others were not.
Of course, whether Celestial Venerables were skilled or unskilled in battle was only relative. Compared with the many Imperial Sovereigns, they were still horrifying existences, capable of resisting Celestial Venerable Dao Artifacts with a casual gesture.
Judging from the astonishing bodily cultivation Ye Xiwen had displayed by catching that sword barehanded, he was very likely a body cultivator.
A pure body cultivator alone was already terrifying enough. If he was not one, then it truly proved that Ye Xiwen had reached an appalling level.
Quite a few people present knew some of Ye Xiwen's basic circumstances. From what they knew of the past, he was not a body cultivator. Yet there was no denying that his bodily cultivation was indeed terrifying.
When that child saw Ye Xiwen casually block his lethal strike, his face revealed several traces of shock. Though he had restrained the fluctuations of laws in that sword strike as much as possible, making it appear plain and unremarkable, merely swift, precise, and ruthless, only he himself knew just how terrifying that strike truly was.
Yet Ye