Sixth-tier Alchemist!

Li Qingyuan controlled his sword from afar, standing suspended in the air with sword in hand. The Wind Thunder Wings erupted with lightning, and the wind-fire aurora blazed so fiercely that the Spirit Transformation and Nascent Soul Cultivators could not look at it directly.

Within a radius of one hundred thousand li, over a thousand Spirit Transformation cultivators and tens of thousands of Nascent Soul cultivators stood silent as cicadas in winter.

Li Qingyuan said lightly, "As Void Refining Dao Lords, your combat strength is far too lackluster."

"You have truly disappointed This Lord."

Deng Taixuan circulated his cultivation to regulate his breathing, slowly flying out of the enormous crater with a bitter smile. "Lord Qingyuan, your attainments are as profound as creation itself, and your combat strength rivals that of a Peak Void Refining Stage cultivator. We are wholeheartedly convinced."

Wait, Qingyuan? Lord Qingyuan?!

Deng Taixuan said in disbelief, "Could it be, could it be that you, my Lord, are Li Qingyuan—the peerless Heavenly Chosen who ranked first in the Tai Cang Immortal Tablet baptism during the Hundred Regions War three hundred years ago?"

The other five Void Refining Cultivators also revealed shocked expressions.

"Our Lord is actually the Supreme Elder's personal disciple."

"The peerless monster born once every ten thousand years in the Cangxuan Heaven Realm."

"No wonder he defeated the six of us working together with a single move despite only being at the Mid Void Refining Stage."

"..."

Deng Taixuan was deeply shaken. He respectfully bowed and said, "Lord Qingyuan, at merely a thousand years old, you could already slaughter Peak Void Refining Stage cultivators of the Taicang Immortal Sect."

"This old man has lived nine thousand years, yet reaching the Late Void Refining Stage is already the end of my immortal path."

"How could fish