Its effect was even far greater than it was for the lower-realm Ye Bufan and the other.
After cultivating for only a short while, influenced by the immortal energy contained within the Celestial River Water, Hua Yunfei felt the bottleneck of his realm within his body loosen!
He was about to step into a brand-new realm!
Three days later, high above the Sun Moon Divine Church, a figure fell like a meteor, smashing the void to pieces. Golden light blazed around him, yet no matter how hard he struggled, he could not steady himself!
"Damn it! Who was it?!"
The owner of that figure was a withered old man with a crescent-moon mark between his brows. Nearly every bone in his body had been broken. He spat out mouthfuls of blood, his face utterly drained.
He was an ancestor-level figure of the Sun Moon Divine Church from several thousand years ago.
Because of the appearance of Xuanhuang Emperor's Tomb, he had left the Sun Moon Divine Church three months ago under the Sun Moon Sect Leader's orders and headed for the Xuanhuang Emperor's Tomb.
Everything had originally been going well.
He had hidden in the shadows, guarding against the other Ultimate Sacred Grounds while using the Emperor Dao Laws and Profound Yellow Energy within the imperial tomb to cultivate.
Even his cultivation, which had not budged for a thousand years, had begun to loosen. In a daze, it seemed as though the great threshold of the Saint realm was beckoning to him.
But just as he reached the most crucial moment of cultivation—
A mysterious man in a mask suddenly appeared and slapped him to the ground. The Saint-realm threshold he had just comprehended was slapped clean away.
Furious, he had wanted to fight back, but to his horror,