After dealing with the three Immortal Emperors, Lin Cheng cradled Little Black in his arms, dragged White Demon along, and sped in a fixed direction.
Terrifying radiance swept across heaven and earth.
Wherever they passed, all living beings scattered in retreat.
Lin Cheng paid little attention to most of the beings he encountered along the way. Only when he came across experts from several peak races that held explicit hostility toward humanity would he casually wipe them out.
His strength had now reached the absolute limit of the upper Immortal Emperor realm.
His true combat power was among the best even at the Immortal Emperor level. Ordinary perfected Immortal Emperors were no match for him.
Lin Cheng had not tested this against anyone in battle.
Instead, he had made certain judgments based on Founding Ancestor Cheng's memories, roughly determining what level he was currently at.
"Right now, I should be at the absolute peak beneath the Demigod realm. Even among Immortal Emperors, my combat power should place me among the strongest handful," Lin Cheng silently estimated. He felt he was probably not far off.
More or less.
As for Little Black, it had just entered the lower Immortal Emperor realm. Yet strangely, something seemed off about the cat.
After entering the lower Immortal Emperor realm, some strange power within its body seemed to stir, as if it wanted to awaken, before slowly falling dormant again.
During this process, Little Black's aura rose another notch.
It was roughly at the peak of the lower realm.
At the sight of this, White Demon went blank again.
Even Lin Cheng was somewhat surprised. Could Little Black be hiding some secret as well?
Come to think of it, Little Black had formed a connection with Sun Yuantao, that transmigrator from long ago, and had