After the battle in the Eastern Sea ended,
news spread faster than Zhao Gongming had expected.
In just a few hundred years,
cultivators from the Eastern Sea to Mount Buzhou, from Kunlun to the northern Great Wilderness, had heard the same thing.
The Three Cloud Sisters of Penglai
had all become Great Luo immortals.
And their strength far exceeded that of ordinary newly ascended Great Luo immortals.
At first, many refused to believe it.
The reports sounded too outrageous.
Yunxiao, an Early Great Luo immortal, had trapped Demon Saint Jimeng in the Nine-Bend Cloud River Formation. Jimeng broke through eighteen layers of the formation, yet never found its true core.
Qiongxiao, also an Early Great Luo immortal, had cut through the top Great Shaman Xingtian's Physical Body with three sword strikes.
Bixiao, likewise an Early Great Luo immortal, had not fought Jimeng or Xingtian head-on by herself. But with the Space-Locking Ring and the Severing Space Great Dao, she sealed off space several times and cut off the paths of their divine abilities. None of the Great Luo immortals present dared underestimate her.
Zhao Gongming was even more astonishing.
He was a Middle Daluo Immortal.
Once he unleashed the Twenty-Four Heavens,
Xingtian had asked to test their force head-on.
In the end, all Twenty-Four Layers of worlds descended together and smashed a pit tens of thousands of feet deep into the Eastern Sea.
Any one of those reports alone
would have been enough to set countless cultivators talking.
But all of them came from the same master's disciples.
How could that not cause a sensation?
On an immortal mountain not far from Kunlun,
a dozen or so Rogue Cultivators sat together discussing the Dao.
One gray-robed Daoist had just heard the full account from a friend in the Eastern Sea.