Cangzhou.
In the wilderness.
With every breath he drew and released, Jiang Ning's injuries healed completely.
He spread his fingers again and clenched his fist. The muscles in his arm tightened, their lines possessing an extreme beauty.
"Immortals truly deserve to be called the legendary Immortals. They really are powerful!"
"Judging by that strike just now, that still wasn't that Immortal elder's full strength. Though I hadn't gone all out either, if we truly fought, we should be evenly matched!"
"I just don't know what realm that Immortal elder is actually in."
As thoughts churned through his mind, waves of contemplation flashed through Jiang Ning's eyes.
"My current strength should count as truly First Under Heaven now!"
"Back then, the Martial Saint was able to suppress the world because of favorable timing and terrain. The strength of Immortals relies heavily upon the external environment of heaven and earth. Once they leave Blessed Grotto-heavens, they can barely wield even one or two tenths of their strength. The environment is different now, so Immortal Path cultivators' strength must be judged as having dropped by a tier."
"Once Immortals leave Blessed Grotto-heavens, they are only comparable to the peak of First-Rank Martial Dao, the strength of Great Completion in the Unity Realm."
"Even Celestial Immortal Realm experts whose Dao Flowers have blossomed can only wield the combat power of flawless Immortals after leaving Blessed Grotto-heavens. And I should now be at this level!"
"In the outside world, according to this estimate, I should no longer fear Celestial Immortals!"
As he pondered carefully, Jiang Ning weighed his own strength in his heart.
After contemplating for a long while, he looked toward the Eastern Sea.
"Abbot... Penglai... Yingzhou..."
"The Three Overseas Islands should all have Immortal Sect Grotto-heavens behind them! That Blood God's attack and