Only immortal bodies, only immortals, could possess Immortal Qi.
"If the Ascension Gate does not appear, how can one become an immortal?"
The old man's face was filled with shock. In this era, there was only one path to immortality: the Ascension Gate. If the Ascension Gate did not emerge, then how could anyone become an immortal?
Just how had the person before him become an immortal?
"You do not need to know that. You only need to know that I am confident I can let all the seniors in this world who are only one step from the threshold enter the immortal realm."
Ye Lin spoke blandly. Hearing this, the old man glanced at Ye Lin and said nothing.
He still doubted Ye Lin's words. Ye Lin's strength was not convincing enough; it simply could not earn his trust.
"What he says is true."
Seeing that the old man remained unmoved, Hong Batian spoke.
This time, the old man's expression shifted, though his body still did not move.
"I need to discuss this with a few old friends. Feel free to look around."
After saying that, the old man vanished. Ye Lin had not detected even the slightest trace of how he disappeared.
Watching the old man leave, Hong Batian sat cross-legged on the ground. Strands of rule power flowed all around them; comprehending some of it would do him no harm.
At that moment, Ye Lin sank into thought. He was considering something: when Hong Batian, at the peak of the Mahayana stage, entered the Earth Immortal realm, his combat strength became comparable to that of an eight- or nine-tribulation Loose Immortal.
Then how powerful would an eight- or nine-tribulation Loose Immortal become upon entering the immortal realm? Surely they would not still be at the initial Earth