Even inside the Jade Void Palace, where his ability to draw on the power of the myriad worlds was greatly restricted, the aura of a Legendary Great Power was still like a supercluster formed from countless rivers of stars and galaxies—vast and boundless, making one feel utterly insignificant.
Meng Qi stood beside the Chaos Green Lotus, his head enveloped by the Taishang Limitless Yuan Shi Auspicious Cloud. It shed no light, but merely surrounded Daoist Yuan Shi, the embodiment of his true spirit, as he calmly sensed the terrifying power of a Legendary Great Power.
Without an awakened peerless Divine Weapon or Magic Treasure, and without a proper formation, no matter how many Heavenly Immortals there were, they could hardly shake a Legendary Great Power. Numbers did not necessarily mean strength.
After all, the number of Heavenly Immortals was certainly nowhere near as vast as the sands of the Ganges, while a Legendary Great Power's projections could exceed that number. Each projection possessed ten, a hundred, or even more times the power of a Heavenly Immortal.
The tremors in the Jade Purity Palace subsided. Meng Qi's gaze pierced the chaos, and he saw a tall figure in a gray robe emerge. His hair fell loose around his shoulders, and a thick black beard hung beneath his chin. His eyes were pale and colorless, carrying a trace of coldness and indifference. Around his chest hung a string of Prayer Beads gleaming with a glazed golden light. Each bead looked like a skull, at once sacred and savage.
The moment he saw this Legendary Great Power of the Luo Sect, a thought stirred in Meng Qi's mind, and he called out:
"Sha Wujing!"
That string of Prayer Beads was unmistakable, and Meng Qi had heard tell of Old Sha's appearance and features