Lu Xiaotian strolled through the Illusory Mist Marshes without any particular purpose. He was merely searching for a familiar feeling. After all, this was where he had once fought powerful enemies.
Back then, he had only been at the minor True Immortal level, a relatively lowly existence throughout the entire Immortal Realm. Still, in the Turtle Spirit Immortal Domain, his strength had been considered fairly decent.
Under a Celestial Court, countless immortals lived. There were countless lower immortal domains like the Turtle Spirit Immortal Domain. Now that he had revisited this old place and looked back upon the Illusory Mist Marshes, Lu Xiaotian could not help feeling as though he were looking down upon all living beings.
This feeling of looking down upon all living beings had not appeared out of thin air. It was built upon absolute strength.
These hundreds of thousands of immortal soldiers were no elite troops. To Lu Xiaotian, who had experienced countless bloody battles, they were even more ragtag than a miscellaneous army, whether in cultivation or in the immortal artifacts they were equipped with.
Not to mention him—even a powerful Daluo Golden Immortal emerging from the Green Fruit Barrier could wipe them out.
As for a Golden Immortal, that would not be possible. After all, there were hundreds of thousands of immortal soldiers. Even if they were slow to form a battle array, the casualties they caused would not be minor. But to say that they could annihilate these hundreds of thousands of immortal soldiers was not realistic.
Even if they were merely weaklings, they were still far stronger than when Lu Xiaotian had first arrived in the Illusory Mist Marshes.
Relatively speaking, the armies from the various realms that had entered the Immortal-Demon Battlefield had improved even more. However, the other forces that