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All the cultivators who came here were at least at the tenth level of the Immortal Realm. Without such cultivation, they could not have arrived so quickly. As Zhan Jade Island was the innermost island, the task of receiving them had been left to us. After all, the cultivators from the other islands were still doing their utmost to enter the Spirit Transformation Realm under the immortal spiritual aura, thereby increasing their chances of obtaining godhood.
But how could the Spirit Transformation Realm be a level that just anyone could reach? Besides possessing a Dao inheritance of at least nine times, one also had to comprehend the power of a domain. Otherwise, no amount of immortal spiritual aura would help. And possessing a domain was not something just anyone could accomplish.
The vanguard consisted of twelve cultivators at the tenth level of the Immortal Realm. The instant they set foot on the island, the four of us intercepted them at the island's border.
These cultivators were dressed strangely. Some were attired as Daoists, some as Confucian scholars, and others wore bizarre outfits belonging to cultivators from beyond the territories. There were Demon Cultivators among them, as well as humans, but they shared one thing in common: they were all hostile toward us.
"Your Ancient God Sea has sent only a few people to deal with the twelve of us? Aren't you looking down on us a little too much?" said a middle-aged Daoist carrying a sword, his voice cold. His beard and hair were graying, and he had heavy dark circles under his eyes. I checked him over and found that his immortal power had been greatly depleted. It seemed he had encountered quite a few setbacks along the way and had been worn down by the journey.
Shan