True Immortal Great Demon

Some time passed.

Back mountain.

On a narrow goat trail leading into the mountains.

An old man with the bearing of an immortal slowly made his way upward.

The little demons around him sensed the kingly, domineering aura radiating from him and hurriedly stepped aside.

If Yi Feng had been here, he would have recognized him at a glance.

This was the Great Elder of the Hundred Refining Sect, a man below one and above countless others.

Sun Zimei.

At Sun Zimei's side followed a young disciple.

His face was full of flattery as he trailed beside him.

"Master, you are incredible. The demon beasts on this back mountain vanished without a trace the moment they saw you."

Sun Zimei smiled faintly.

He gently stroked his beard and said proudly, "What does that count for? Even the True Immortal great demons deep in the mountains must take a detour when they see this old man!"

"Master is mighty!"

The young disciple gave him a thumbs-up from the side and launched into another round of extravagant praise.

Only after listening to his disciple's flattery for a while did Sun Zimei wave his hand in satisfaction.

He added, "You are this master's newly accepted final disciple. I brought you up the mountain today to temper your character, so that you may personally experience just how powerful demon beasts above the Sun Moon Immortal Realm truly are."

"Only after experiencing it firsthand can you understand your own insignificance. From now on, you can cultivate diligently. When you roam the world in the future, you will also know to be a little more cautious and careful."

The disciple wore a respectful expression. "This disciple shall heed Master's teachings!"

Then he flattered him again. "This disciple is truly blessed over three lifetimes to be accepted