The Ancestral God, the Ancestor, the Saintly Venerable, and Emperor Ming Xun exchanged glances. Take down an Other Shore immortal and give Emperor Mingdao a push?
The Ancestral God cautiously asked, "Could it be that you plan to push a few of us old brothers into the fire pit?"
The Ancestor nodded repeatedly.
Xu Ying laughed. "What have we to fear from an Other Shore immortal? We have three in the Immortal Realm—the Ancestor, Emperor Ming Xun, and the Ancestral God. We also have half an immortal—the Saintly Venerable. Add little old me, and once I break through and attain the Supreme Realm, I'll count as half an immortal too. With all of us joining hands, can't we take down an Other Shore Immortal True King?"
"No."
The Ancestral God shook his head. "It's been several years since we began deciphering the Immortal cultivation technique on that piece of green rock Great Dao Lord Xu Huang threw over, and we still haven't completely deciphered it. We haven't even finished deciphering a single complete Immortal cultivation technique, much less one used by an Other Shore immortal who descends in person. There's absolutely no chance of winning this battle."
Xu Ying had studied the Other Shore cultivation techniques obtained by the dragon race. He could grasp the general outline of one within a few days and soon cultivate it into a Cave Abyss. But a true Other Shore immortal technique was practically a vast cultivation system, requiring the experts of the Earth Immortal Realm to exhaust their wisdom in study.
From this, one could also glimpse the might of the Immortal Realm.
Xu Ying was brimming with confidence. "An Other Shore True King is also made of flesh and blood. He may not necessarily be stronger than us. He only has the