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Under the witness of tens of thousands of cultivators, a Mahayana cultivator no weaker than Ancestor Jiao Wei had been born. This left the gathered cultivators surging with excitement, their eyes burning.
The Three Realms calamity was already pressing close. It was as though a huge boulder weighed on the hearts of the Three Realms cultivators, leaving everyone in a state of alarm.
Qin Fengming had burst onto the scene from out of nowhere. Having advanced to Mahayana less than a hundred years ago, he had displayed an incomparably powerful and terrifying strength before the gathered cultivators, suddenly giving them the feeling that they had glimpsed the dawn.
Some rejoiced while others grieved. As Si Rong and the others finally lost their worried expressions, the cultivators who had chosen to stand on Ancestor Jiao Wei's side turned grim. Saintly Venerable Ji Shuang and Holy Lord Youjia were especially tense, their sinister gazes flickering with strange light.
The two top-tier existences of the Three Realms were extremely unsettled at that moment.
They had never imagined that a human cultivator could become so powerful. Even someone as mighty as Ancestor Jiao Wei did not seem to have survived the young man's bombardment. The sight was simply impossible to imagine.
An oppressive feeling that could not be dispelled filled their chests. They had not experienced such a sensation for countless tens of thousands of years. Although it could not compare with the time they had faced Zou Rui's chaos, it still left the two top-tier existences agitated and no longer composed.
As for Jing Heng, Nian Ru Yan, the three Mahayana cultivators of the Earth