"The Moon Palace!"
"Twelfth Realm Daluo!"
Unlike the others, Li Chungang sat there with towering waves already surging through his heart.
The woman had frozen everything earlier and had even erected a barrier.
But Li Chungang could read lips, so he had already learned the information simply by watching her speak.
Precisely because of that, he was utterly shaken.
Daluo Golden Immortals!
The highest fighting power in this world, beings known as mythic Daluo.
Previously, he had only known that Daluo represented the pinnacle. He had known neither how its realms were divided nor any of the particulars.
But after the woman finished explaining, he finally understood just how terrifying the gulf was.
The Ten Kings corresponded to the twelfth realm of Daluo.
Below the Ten Kings, the Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Witch Gods stood in the eleventh realm.
Aside from them, many ancient gods were at the tenth realm, though he did not know exactly who they were.
Beings such as sacred lords were ninth-realm mythic Daluo, while peak lords were eighth-realm mythic Daluo.
That meant that after becoming a Daluo Golden Immortal, one had to reach at least the eighth realm to truly gain a foothold in this world.
Those below eighth-realm mythic Daluo were certainly not weak, but they had no real prospect of becoming a powerhouse in their own right.
Most importantly, the mythic Daluo of this world unquestionably possessed power greater than that of the Hunyuan Wuji Sages in his own world.
That meant any mythic Daluo sent out from here could annihilate a world, truly destroying everything. Just how powerful would the twelfth-realm mythic Daluo above them be?
Would they reach the level of the Great Dao in his world? Or would they surpass even the Great Dao?
At that thought, Li