At these words, everyone fell silent, their minds reeling at the words "late Golden Core stage."
How many years had it been?
How had he advanced again?
Wasn't cultivation far too easy for him? How could it be as simple as eating and drinking?
Didn't he just have an ordinary wisdom-emptiness spirit body? How was he even more terrifying than someone with a mystical-grade spirit body, practically on par with a heaven-clear-grade spirit body?
The jade-colored magic power ebbed like a tide. The anger in Xuanji True Lord's eyes gradually settled, turning into a barely audible sigh:
"Late Golden Core stage..."
He repeated it quietly, his voice betraying neither joy nor anger.
Those words seemed to weigh a thousand tons.
Grand Elder Wan Hun sighed deeply, a look of reminiscence flashing through his eyes.
Over thirty years ago, Qing Chen had just reached the Golden Core stage and hadn't even owned a decent magic treasure. Only after Wan Hun took him to the Treasury had he chosen that Demon Banner.
Over these years, Wan Hun's own cultivation had been like an old ox pulling a cart, making no progress.
Yet this boy had risen like a comet, charging all the way to the late Golden Core stage and even receiving an imperial appointment from the Immortal Dynasty.
So he never thought much of the Condensed Jade Sect's million li of sea and its three hundred-odd large islands... Wan Hun thought.
For compared with the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty, they were like a firefly beside the bright moon.
Though Heavenly Jade Island was the sect's main island, it spanned only ten thousand li;
the other large islands spanned only several hundred to nearly a thousand li.
Yet a single prefecture of the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty stretched two or three hundred