Gazing down at the Demon Domain burning across ten thousand miles, and watching several monsters hundreds or thousands of yards long turn to ash, Haoluo High Person, Daoist Nun Yuwei, and Monk Zhongxiang all caught their breath.
The three exchanged glances and spoke privately through voice transmission.
Monk Zhongxiang said, "Could Fellow Daoist Huang Tian have already ascended to immortality? Is he a True Immortal?!"
"Burning ten thousand miles with a single thought and killing the centipede and the other monsters with ease—he's the strongest I've ever seen!" Haoluo High Person exclaimed.
Daoist Nun Yuwei's voice was cool. "Fellow Daoist Huang probably isn't a True Immortal. I observed him with a secret art. He's at the Sixth Stage—not even a Corpse-Release Immortal."
Monk Zhongxiang was astonished. "Not even a Corpse-Release Immortal? How could that be? Are you certain?"
"Unless Fellow Daoist Huang is deliberately concealing his cultivation, I'm nearly certain," Daoist Nun Yuwei replied. "But I see no reason for him to hide it. He's too strong! If he meant to attack us, we'd fare little better than those centipede monsters."
Someone so powerful had no reason to play the pig to eat the tiger before them.
Monk Zhongxiang and Haoluo High Person fell silent. They gazed down at the land below.
Whoosh!
The raging sea of fire still rolled unchecked. The black mist that had stretched ten thousand miles seemed to be burning away, shrinking rapidly from thousands of miles to hundreds, then to mere dozens!
Within it, hideous roars rose and fell. But as the mist contracted, those cries dwindled swiftly. Far too many monsters had plainly burned to death.
About an incense stick's time later, the sea of fire finally died out. The black mist that had covered ten thousand miles had been burned away without a