The female Heavenly Immortal cultivator surnamed Ming was utterly shaken. In truth, she had heard far too many stories about the man before her.
It was not just on their side. Xia Kingdom, with which they were in contact, was the same. In the hearts of many among the younger generation, Xia Kingdom's number one prodigy was undeniably a legendary figure.
From the moment he burst onto the scene, every deed he left behind had been the stuff of legend.
At the Martial Dao Realm, he defeated those in the Mana Realm. At the Mana Realm, he slew those in the Divine Power Realm. In the Divine Power Realm, he could battle pseudo-Immortals. Especially in that final battle, Li Su alone had faced seven or eight peak Divine Power Realm cultivators and one pseudo-Immortal. By himself, he had punched through the battlefield, claimed victory, and reversed Xia Kingdom's long-standing disadvantage.
In fact, rumor had it that the demon race had been relentlessly attempting all kinds of assassinations.
Even that great battle had merely been a trap set for him. That had been the demon race—the demon race that fully occupied the Earth Immortal Realm, that possessed multiple Immortal-level experts. Li Su had been targeted ever since the Martial Dao Realm, and by the time he reached the Divine Power Realm, the demon race had spared no effort at all.
Rumor said that the demon race had suddenly launched war not only because traitors and spies had appeared among the human race, but more importantly because of Li Su. They had not dared give him any more time. He was too terrifying, too powerful.
It felt as though, if they gave him more time, the ones who would lose would not be the human race, but the demon race.
Of course,