No matter how far Lu Xiaotian's cultivation rose, no matter how domineering and overbearing he appeared when fighting enemies, he had never changed before her, Xiang Qingcheng, Luo Qing, Pig Seven, Xiang Kuang, and the others. He had always been this genuine.
When they had first met, Lu Xiaotian had merely been at the Immortal Realm, weak as an ant. Yet without anyone noticing, he had risen to such heights that even she could now only gaze after him from afar.
Even though she had followed Lu Xiaotian for most of this time, Yan Ji still could not figure out just how he cultivated. With the combat strength Lu Xiaotian had displayed now, these three Corpse Ancestors before them likely would not escape calamity.
As long as he obtained the sixth Void Sky Sub-Cauldron, Lu Xiaotian's strength would undoubtedly rise another step. When he fought other powerful foes then, the situation would likely be entirely different again.
Yan Ji could not help but look forward to it. Even at Lu Xiaotian's current level of strength, there was still enormous room for improvement. She was curious just how far he could reach if he continued cultivating—whether he might break through the limits of the Emperor Realm.
Yan Ji also eagerly anticipated what lay beyond the Emperor Realm. It seemed that apart from Lu Xiaotian, no one else could let her glimpse such a possibility.
"Fuse!" After their initial shock, Ying Gou, Jiang Chen, and Han Ba each darkened their expressions and roared. The power of the Corpse Clan totem enveloped all three at once, and in an instant, the three old monsters merged into one.
An unprecedentedly terrifying aura rose from their body, forming a three-headed, six-armed old monster. Its entire body was filled with gray corpseflames, a beam of Ultimate