A fine bird chooses a tree to nest in, and a worthy minister chooses a master to serve.
Witnessing Shen Yun's heaven-shaking cultivation, the old devils all bowed their heads and pledged allegiance, scrambling forward to curry favor and begging only for the chance to serve like dogs or horses.
"On the outskirts of the Ancient Immortal Realm, which demon or monster is the strongest?"
Shen Yun did not decline their flattery and immediately asked the question.
The Evil Dragon King's expression shifted. After pondering for a moment, he answered, "Naturally, it's the Myriad Sin Corpse Buddha. That devil has occupied the 'Sea of Buried Bones' for years, drawing in the resentment of all living beings. It's a bona fide Golden Immortal-level Calamity Beast, with a ferocious might that reaches the heavens."
After saying this, he changed the subject and continued, "Of course, compared to my lord, that devil is still far inferior..."
Though the words were flattery, they also came from the heart. Clearly, what Shen Yun had done earlier had left an indelible impression on him.
"The Myriad Sin Corpse Buddha..."
Shen Yun automatically ignored the flattery and quietly considered the information.
Just from the Evil Dragon King's description, it was clear that this devil was extremely difficult to deal with. Compared to the wounded Pure Bliss Old Ancestor, it was probably several times stronger.
"But my cultivation has long since changed beyond recognition..."
Shen Yun clenched his hand and felt the surging divine power within him. With merely a flick of his finger, he could tear space and time apart and sink ten thousand miles of scorched earth into the ground.
Within his qi sea, the Primordial Chaos Law stood like a pillar supporting the sky, without beginning or end, converging into an endless divine sea.
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