Feng Tuo and Ning Xiaochuan stood facing each other.
The Ancestral Shrine contained another separate space, perfect for letting them spar.
Standing opposite Ning Xiaochuan, Feng Tuo looked him up and down and clicked his tongue in praise. "To be honest, at our level, judging whether someone is strong or weak no longer depends solely on cultivation. Cultivation realms are merely surface-level things. Many people clearly have low realms, yet can erupt with astonishing strength."
"But no matter how great the gap between strength and cultivation may be, I have never seen one as vast as yours, little brother Ning. You only appear to be a Lower God, and you have fused merely six strands of Immortal Spirit Power. As for how strong you truly are, I am waiting to see."
Hearing Feng Tuo's words, Ning Xiaochuan's expression shifted.
Most experts on the Immortal Bridge judged strength by the number of strands of Immortal Spirit Power one had fused. Ning Xiaochuan had not paid much attention to it earlier, so he immediately split off some focus and began sensing the amount of Immortal Spirit Power within Feng Tuo and the other two.
After sensing them slightly, Ning Xiaochuan was immediately shocked.
The amount of Immortal Spirit Power within Feng Tuo was simply beyond imagination.
After only a rough estimate, Ning Xiaochuan sensed that Feng Tuo had fused at least ten million strands of Immortal Spirit Power.
The Wa Palace Lord and Yin Yang Daoist beside him possessed roughly the same amount of Immortal Spirit Power.
That a single person could fuse so much Immortal Spirit Power left even Ning Xiaochuan shaken.
After all, he currently possessed only six strands of Immortal Spirit Power. Even counting the Immortal Spirit Power he had fused into the Initial Universe World, the number did