The Dark Night Monarch hovered directly above the Zhou Camp, his pitch-black pupils contracting to pinpoints.
He stared fixedly at Jie Yin and Zhun Ti as they landed before the entrance to the main tent, his mind churning as he utterly failed to understand what was happening.
Not long ago, when these two had fled from the West Sea, they had looked more miserable than stray dogs.
Zhun Ti had even had his dharma body forcibly blown apart by Qin Mu, barely managing to preserve the Dao Fruit of the Seventh Heaven of Hunyuan with the Netherworld Dao Abyss Fruit bestowed by him.
But how much time had passed since then?
In barely half a day, not only were the two brimming with vital essence and blood, but the pressure of their origins had directly crossed the limits of the Primordial Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm and steadily entered Level 9 Primordial Grand Supreme Luo Golden Immortal!
Their cultivation realms even surpassed his own by half a step, despite him being the Dark Night Monarch who had survived since the previous era.
"How is that possible?"
"This world has clearly had more than half its fortune drained away by Qin Mu. How could it produce two Supreme Ninth Heaven sovereigns in such a short time?"
The Dark Night Monarch was filled with doubt as he secretly mobilized the Nine Netherworlds Origin within his body, intending to probe the true state of Jie Yin and Zhun Ti.
Yet the instant his divine sense approached their bodies, it was forcibly repelled by an ancient, vast dark-golden Buddhist light, making even his soul tremble slightly.
That Buddhist light carried the pure, boundless aura of an era. It did not belong to the present-day Primordial Wilderness at all!
Just as the Dark Night Monarch