In her understanding, even if mortal martial artists tempered their bodies to the utmost limit and possessed tremendous combat power, wanting to cross the heavenly chasm and contend against those immortal cultivators who could soar through the skies and burrow into the earth was nearly a fool's dream.
As for Tenth Realm demon beasts... they were terrifying beings comparable to the greatest powers of the cultivation world!
Could it be that her master could even slay immortals above the Tenth Realm?
How could that be possible?
Yet when Han Yu recalled how her master had casually slapped a Peak Fourth Realm cultivator into a cloud of blood in Luochuan City, she began to waver.
This master who appeared so gentle seemed, in her eyes, to be shrouded in mist, impossible to see through in the slightest.
Just as she was lost in thought, two people came up to the second floor of the tavern.
Leading them was a young man in a brocade robe trimmed with gold, a folding fan in hand and an air of lofty nobility between his brows.
At his side followed a burly, steady-faced middle-aged man.
The young man in brocade swept his gaze around the room, and when it landed on Su Yueli and Han Yu, a flash of amazement immediately passed through his eyes.
Their clothing clearly did not belong to Great Gan, and with both of them possessing peerless beauty, they stood out all the more in this little border city.
"Both ladies look unfamiliar. Have you also come to Zhenyuan City to sightsee?" The young man in brocade stepped forward and greeted them politely.
Su Yueli had not wanted to bother with ordinary passersby like these.
But on second thought, she had only just arrived in the Great Gan Dynasty and was