Was there any comparison between tens of thousands of years and the time it took to drink a cup of tea? The answer was obvious. Most grassroots cultivators were already dumbfounded, staring blankly at the sky. After all, such a realm was still far too distant from them.
But from Golden Immortals onward, all the great powers felt miserable. Zhen Yuanzi lived as long as heaven and earth. He was the foremost beneath Saints, worshiping neither the Three Pure Ones nor anyone else, only heaven and earth. That showed just how formidable his status and position were. In Journey to the West, Guanyin had once said that Zhen Yuanzi was the ancestor of Earth Immortals and had existed since the creation of heaven and earth. What did that mean? It meant his origins were incredible. He had backing. He was no ordinary person.
Many great powers found it nearly impossible to advance any further once they reached the Quasi-Saint level. Forget becoming Saints—even Zhen Yuanzi's cultivation was higher than theirs. Higher in what way? The Nirvana Tribulation!
How many years had Zhen Yuanzi spent attaining his current strength? At least ten thousand years. He was an old hand, from the same generation as the Three Pure Ones. But what about Qin Fen?
Holy mother of—less than a quarter of an hour, and he had experienced three consecutive enlightenments, three True Self Tribulations. The last one had brought Nirvana to completion. It was like leveling up on a rocket.
The moment the words "ancestor of Earth Immortals" were spoken, the faces of the Four Great Bodhisattvas burned with shame. They were all great powers, and their cultivation was not low. If Qin Fen had not guided them, Guanyin and Ksitigarbha would probably have had no hope of becoming Buddhas in their