The vastness of the Spirit Realm aside, even on a remote little island in the Tianhong Realm known as Ice Plains Island, there were two or three million cultivators above the Foundation Establishment stage.
But as for true Integration stage cultivators, although no one had ever counted them, experience suggested that there were no more than several hundred or perhaps a thousand. Most of them were in the early and mid Integration stages.
Late Integration stage cultivators and peak-stage cultivators appeared only among the great sects and powerful organizations. Among the vastly more numerous Rogue Cultivators, even if there were any, there would be no more than twenty or thirty.
As for Spirit Severing cultivators, there were only three.
Although the Spirit Realm was rich in spiritual energy and abundant in all kinds of spirit herbs, after reaching the Integration stage, every advancement was an extremely difficult matter for a cultivator. It was not something that could be achieved smoothly merely by possessing enough pills.
If another mid Integration stage cultivator had claimed that he could advance to the Spirit Severing realm, not only would no one have believed him—even the cultivator who made such a claim likely would not have believed it himself.
Yet the three Integration stage cultivators present, upon seeing the calm-faced young man before them, did not harbor even the slightest doubt about his words. It was as if, so long as the young man could say it, he would certainly be able to accomplish it with absolute confidence.
The three were not fools, nor were they blindly worshipping anyone.
When Qin Fengming had produced those several extraordinarily precious pills, the three of them had already developed an exceedingly strong feeling: the young man before them did not seem like a mid Integration stage cultivator, but