In the Outer Heavens, no Cultivator's Combat Strength surpassed that of an Immortal King.
As for how powerful the two Immortal Kings of the Demon Race and the Nether Race truly were, Fang Chen did not know. He suspected even the five ancestors of the Five Great Families did not know.
After all, those five ancestors had only reached the Eight-Revolutions Great Immortal level. They were still a long way from the Immortal King Realm.
Even if one of those ancestors united every Cultivator in his Lineage into the strongest Battle Array, they still could not reach the Immortal King Realm. That alone showed how vast the gulf was between the Great Immortal Realm and the Immortal King Realm.
"I'll study those Immortal Technique-level sword arts first!"
Fang Chen sighed and began studying them. They were expensive: even the cheapest cost thirty million Contribution Points to comprehend, while the most expensive of those he had chosen cost two hundred million.
Fang Chen had spent three and a half billion Contribution Points choosing Immortal Technique-level sword arts. Including the five hundred million he had spent on the Nine Revolutions Longevity Pill, he had used four billion and had one billion left.
He was in no hurry to spend it. There was nothing he urgently needed to buy.
Fang Chen summoned the Floating Immortal Sword. As he gripped it, he felt how much it had changed. Its blade still bore rust and small pits, but far fewer than when he had first obtained it.
The Floating Immortal Sword looked far more presentable now.
Hum, hum, hum...
The sword trembled gently in his hand. Warm energy slipped from it into his palm, then flowed throughout his body.
"Old Pal, it's been a long time!"
Hum, hum, hum...
Star on the Floating Immortal Sword