To put it another way.
In the Human Realm at this time, with no Late Spirit Transformation Cultivators and, at most, only peak Mid Spirit Transformation Cultivators in existence—
He was already invincible.
At this thought, Ning Fa threw back his head and let out a long cry, his howl filled with boundless hatred and the emotions he had suppressed for over a century.
For not a single moment had he forgotten the deep grudge he bore. He would not spare a single one of those enemies. He would make them repay blood with blood and ensure they died amid endless agony!
"Congratulations, Master, on finally attaining the Deity Transformation Realm."
A streak of light flew over. Hei Yu's face was full of joy as he cupped his hands toward Ning Fa in congratulations.
Ning Fa smiled faintly, then his eyes turned deep and inscrutable.
This time, he had cultivated in seclusion for one hundred and ten years within the mysterious space of that pottery teapot, advancing to Spirit Transformation in one stroke.
After so much time had passed, he knew nothing whatsoever about the outside world.
The Sea Race's cross-realm passage should have been completely destroyed, but the human side had lost several crucial fighting forces. Thus, the war between the humans and the Sea Monster and Beast Races likely had not become any easier. He did not know what state it was in now.
Yet Ning Fa's gaze was profound, and he had long since made his decision.
Even if humanity's situation was dire, it would never shake his resolve to kill Yan Jingchen, Gu Zun, Yuanzun, and the others, or to uproot forces such as the Tianshu Alliance, Qianyuan Merchant Alliance, and Nine Immortals Association!
In a sense, what Yan Jingchen had said before was not wrong