Half a day later, the black warship finally arrived at Yanhuang Planet.
"Haha, as expected, they're just a bunch of natives. They don't even have any defenses in the starry sky."
Inside the warship, a Yuanming Sect disciple burst into laughter, thoroughly excited. This meant these natives had no power to resist them at all and could only be enslaved.
"Hmph, just as I expected. The strongest cultivators on this planet are merely at the Divine Ability Realm. That level of strength may be enough to dominate a native planet, but in the universe, they are no more than ants."
Ma Gubo swept his divine sense across the planet, instantly covering all of Yanhuang Planet and sensing the cultivation of every living being on it. He discovered that there were only a few dozen Divine Ability Realm cultivators, while the rest could simply be ignored.
At once, he looked upon them with utter disdain, carrying himself with lofty superiority.
"That's only natural. If Elder Ma appeared before them, they would probably revere him as a god on the spot. In their entire lives, they've never witnessed such terrifying power."
A Yuanming Sect disciple immediately stepped forward to flatter him.
"Just look at who Elder Ma is—a mighty Dharma Image Realm cultivator. If he encounters sufficient fortune, even becoming a Saint would not be impossible. How could a pack of natives possibly compare?"
Another Yuanming Sect disciple refused to be outdone and stepped up to butter him up as well.
"You flatter me, you flatter me."
The flattery pleased Ma Gubo greatly. He waved his hand and said modestly, "I wouldn't dare hope to become a Saint. I merely have a little chance. I'd already be satisfied if I could become a Lightning Tribulation Realm mighty one and gain a lifespan