Nie Qianying's face was solemn and grave.
"You are only at the half-step Earth Immortal Realm now; you have yet to truly touch that heavenly chasm. Once you crash into this shackle yourself, you will understand that in this vast Immortal Domain, half of all immortals must sit in vain for a hundred years on the road to breaking through to the Earth Immortal Realm. Once you miss this golden opportunity, every step forward thereafter will be like rowing against the current, as difficult as climbing to the heavens. The Dragon Python Sect has lain low for years, scouring the land for heavenly treasures. This time, they have likely come fully prepared."
Qin Shaofeng remained silent, yet ten thousand thoughts churned within him.
Although he could rely on his half-step Earth Immortal Realm cultivation to contend beneath the pressure of Earth Immortal Realm experts, even catching them off guard from time to time, that confidence truly came from the heaven-defying power of the Five Thunders Supreme Saint Art.
More than anyone, he understood that it was precisely this long-lost ancient secret art that had, like a sharp blade, forcibly cleaved open the insurmountable gulf between realms.
Though he understood the immense disparity between cultivation realms, Qin Shaofeng knew as clearly as a mirror that there was still a chance to cross the gap between the True Immortal Realm and the Earth Immortal Realm. But once one touched a higher level, that heavenly chasm would become an abyss impossible to cross.
Between the Earth Immortal Realm and the Heavenly Immortal Realm, how could there be merely a difference between heaven and earth?
It was the distance between a galaxy and a speck of dust, the disparity between a vast sea and a grain of millet.
Even though he had now reached