Scarlet!
Crimson!
The red light around the old man opposite him even began to flicker. At a glance, it looked sinister, eerie, and terrifying.
This fellow could actually change colors?
Facing the old man, He Pingsheng's Sea of Consciousness churned furiously.
This old bastard actually wasn't dead.
Then the Taipan Crimson Heaven Zheng Tribe naturally knew as well. Did that bastard Jin Buhuan also know that old man Jinku wasn't dead?
Then...
Could these Golden Suffering Immortal Ruins be a trap laid by the Golden Suffering Tribe?
To slaughter countless Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivators?
But...
Why, after I entered this place, did this old man single me out instead of anyone else? Was there something different about me?
A Great Fortune Bearer?
At that thought, He Pingsheng couldn't help shuddering.
Still feigning composure, he asked, "You truly leave this junior awestruck... The highest cultivators I've ever seen in my life were only in the Mahayana Emperor Realm, and the highest cultivation I've ever heard of was merely that of an Unbound Immortal!"
"Yet you're actually a level above an Unbound Immortal, Senior!"
"What cultivation level would that be?"
For the moment, He Pingsheng had no idea whether the other party was friend or foe, nor did he know how to respond.
He could only try to draw some information out of him first.
"There is no corresponding rank in the mortal world!" the old man said mildly. "I know that in the Immortal Realm, the lowest-ranking immortals are [Human Immortals], and above Human Immortals are [Earth Immortals]!"
"The Unbound Immortals of the Spirit Realm are roughly equivalent to the [Human Immortals] of the Immortal Realm. So, if we really had to reckon it, my cultivation would count as [Earth Immortal]!"
Earth Immortal...
He Pingsheng had no idea what that meant.