"The cultivators of the Mythical Realm aren't bad at all. Geniuses rise in droves." High in the sky, Dou Tian smiled lightly as he watched the great battle below and spoke to Thunder Sovereign.
Thunder Sovereign said nothing. Though his face revealed not the slightest expression, his heart was exceptionally heavy.
Naturally, he understood what Dou Tian meant. Though the battle had begun and the two sides appeared evenly matched, locked in a standoff—
As a Limit Daluo, he could tell at a glance who was stronger and who was weaker.
To be honest, the strength of the higher alien races had somewhat exceeded expectations.
Even against a Hundred Million Dao Realm cultivator whose realm suppressed theirs, they were still able to cope with such ease.
That woman who looked like an immortal—she should be from the Immortal Clan, one of the five higher alien races, right? Though he had heard that this race possessed terrifying talents, as though they stood at the head of all Daos, seeing it with his own eyes still left him unable to suppress his shock.
Such power was actually a talent, rather than something accumulated bit by bit through cultivation? It was simply unimaginable!
Even if the higher alien races were few in number, one still had to say it: terrifying.
At the same realm, it was truly difficult to imagine any cultivator defeating one of their kind. They were like heaven and earth's favored children; fighting them was like fighting the heavens, fighting the Dao.
The Hundred Million Dao Realm cultivator was undoubtedly performing impressively. Holding on should not be a problem; after all, his realm was there. Unless he fell into an absolute disadvantage, with his mana virtually boundless, defeat would be difficult.
But that was no cause for joy. On the