A flash of azure light streaked past.
From Fang Xi flying out of the formation to dealing with the Moon Gazing Tribe Body Integration Cultivator in just a few moves, capturing the Nascent Soul, and incidentally seriously injuring another hidden Body Integration Cultivator before returning—everything had taken no more than a few breaths. It had been as swift as a rabbit darting up and a falcon swooping down, astonishingly rapid.
"Th-this... this really is the Supreme Elder?"
Liang Rulong's face flushed crimson at the sight.
He often roamed Three Realms Mountain and had witnessed Fang Xi overpowering the two Body Integration Cultivators of Purple Robe Tower. He had also heard the rumors that the Supreme Elder's Supernatural Power and Magic Power were no weaker than those of an ordinary Integrated Body Middle Stage Cultivator.
But the opposing Moon Gazing Tribe Body Integration Cultivator had been at the peak of the Integrated Body Middle Stage—and was even the commander of an army!
Yet he had been captured with ease while the two armies faced off. Did that not mean that the Supreme Elder's Supernatural Power and Magic Power had already reached the level of an Integrated Body Late Stage Cultivator?
Even among the Human, Yao, and Mo Races, Integrated Body Late Stage Cultivators were exceedingly rare. They even had a good chance of successfully competing for the positions of the Seven Sages of the Yao Race, the Six Kings of the Mo Race, or the Five Sons of the Human Race! Take that senior Divine Calculator, for example...
If he had not been unlucky enough to fall into Xiankong Island's trap, one of the Five Sons of the Human Race would certainly have been him!
After all, this was wartime, and everything had to be kept simple.
"Martial Uncle..."
Shui Lingxin