Pure immortal qi, snowy white as jade and incomparably sacred, wreathed Shi Yi's body, lending him a transcendent holiness, as though he were a True Immortal reincarnated.
At that moment, silence fell in every direction. All fifteen First Generation cultivators who had attained godhood lost their voices, too shocked to speak.
"Immortal qi!"
Their voices trembled, and they could not help drawing sharp breaths.
They had entered Immortal Ancient only a little over five months ago. Although sixty to seventy percent of the cultivators had already attained godhood, the strongest beings were still on that path. Their ambitions were lofty, and they had chosen the Unconventional Path to Godhood, as difficult as ascending to heaven, precisely to cultivate immortal qi.
But the Unconventional Path to Godhood was far too arduous. Who knew how much time and effort cultivating immortal qi would require?
Yet Shi Yi had taken only a little over five months, pulling a great stride ahead of those Ancient Freaks. It was truly unimaginable.
Gu Qianfan, Xuan Jin, Qi Ming, and the others stared intently, their expressions shifting again and again. Finally, they bowed their proud heads, sincerely accepting Shi Yi's supremacy.
They had no choice. That was immortal qi. Across all ages, few among the countless prodigies had managed to cultivate it. Even these elite First Generation cultivators could not touch its shadow; they fell far too short. Only supreme prodigies who had accumulated strength over several lifetimes and reigned supreme in multiple eras-the Ancient Freaks-had any hope.
Once someone cultivated immortal qi, an impassable chasm opened between them and cultivators of the same realm, leaving their contemporaries able only to gaze up at their retreating figure.
To put it bluntly, Shi Yi, with his single strand of immortal qi, could crush and slaughter all fifteen of