Volume 3 - Chapter 382: Nine Sequences Immortal Seal of the Imperial Dao - Part 2
Countless cultivators across the Southern Domain were abuzz with speculation.
The Imperial Clan might not reside in the South, but its reputation loomed over all four regions. Even in the vast expanse of the Primordial True Realm, the name “Imperial Clan” rang out like thunder. After all, they were the foremost clan of the last hundred thousand years!
“A Quasi-Prince of the Imperial Clan or not, this is way too oppressive!”
“I thought all members of the Imperial Clan were like that one in the True Immortal realm—righteous and compassionate.”
“Exactly! This one’s only in the Immortal Lord realm, yet he dares to fight a True Immortal? What kind of realm is he really in? When they measured his soul lifespan earlier, didn’t it show around nine hundred years? That would put him at around the third tier of the Immortal Lord realm at best, right?”
The debates raged on in every corner—until they were all silenced in an instant.
Imperial scion Ji Ming’s immortal power erupted without restraint, no longer concealed. It flowed around him like a translucent celestial river, surrounding his form with surging brilliance.
Behind him, spectral veins of starlight emerged, descending from the distant firmament—clearly the All-Heavens Star Vein!
And due to his top-tier Immortal Body, the starlight emanating from his All-Heavens Star Vein outshone even Li Hao’s, spreading wider and burning brighter.
As this majestic aura swept forth, countless onlookers immediately perceived Ji Ming’s true cultivation—it was unmistakably the seventh tier of the Immortal Lord realm!
In an instant, the entire Southern Domain fell into stunned silence. Even the other Immortal Lord realm contenders were speechless, their expressions frozen in awe.
“Seventh tier of the Immortal Lord realm…”
Chu Tianhuang, Bo Ya Xuejian, and the rest felt their pupils constrict, shock flaring deep within their eyes.
They were all peak prodigies themselves, but even among equals, they would not dare challenge someone from the Imperial Clan head-on—much less a Quasi-Prince!
And now the gap between them had widened even further!
They too had hidden cards and secret cultivation methods; their visible realm was the fourth tier, but in truth, they had reached the fifth.
Yet even so, they were still two full tiers beneath him!
Each tier in the Immortal Lord realm was equivalent to four tiers in the True Immortal realm—so a two-tier difference here was the same as an eight-tier chasm among True Immortals!
If they were to fight, the outcome would be absolutely one-sided. They’d stand no chance at all!
Now that Ji Ming had revealed his true cultivation, it clearly signaled his intent—he would strike Li Hao down with a single palm. Otherwise, it would be a disgrace to the Imperial Clan—and to himself.
“Seventh tier of the Immortal Lord realm… but didn’t his soul lifespan show just nine hundred years?”
“Nine hundred years and he’s already at the seventh tier of the Immortal Lord realm? What kind of monster is this? So this is the level of a Quasi-Prince of the Imperial Clan?”
“Good heavens. If he really goes all out, wouldn’t a single breath from him be enough to annihilate a peak-stage True Immortal?”
“Haotian has a soul lifespan of just over ninety years, while Ji Ming has over nine hundred—ten times more! And their realms differ by seven tiers!”
“And it only gets harder the further you go in cultivation. Doesn’t that make Ji Ming even more monstrous than Haotian?”
“No—don’t jump to conclusions! Ji Ming was born into the Imperial Clan, nurtured from infancy with unmatched resources. Haotian, at most, inherited a legacy from a deceased Immortal Emperor. And those three promissory notes he mentioned earlier—they didn’t seem fake. If he had enjoyed the same cultivation resources, he might have gone even further!”
“Whatever the case, this Quasi-Prince is terrifying. With strength like this, who else could possibly contest the crown of the Immortal Lord realm?”
Discussions erupted anew, but all were laced with awe. It was as if a glimpse of the Imperial Clan’s veil had been lifted.
Even the other major clans’ Immortal Lord contenders wore grim expressions. They too had hidden their true strength and possessed trump cards, but... Ji Ming’s mere revealed cultivation already eclipsed them all!
And he was only nine hundred years old—many of them had lived twice as long, with soul lifespans surpassing two thousand years!
“Ji Ming!”
Meng Wanning and the other Dream Clan Immortal Kings had already seen through his cultivation, but none expected him to reveal it outright. Now, even their last shred of hope was extinguished. He clearly had no intention of holding back.
“Is Haotian really going to fall here? A peerless genius of the Southern Domain, one unseen in ten thousand years—will he be crushed by the Imperial Clan?”
On the mountaintop, factions from all over watched the unfolding scene with heavy hearts.
“The Imperial Clan…”
Far away, in a corner of a celestial dynasty, Mi Xueyao narrowed her eyes.
The Quasi-Prince of the greatest clan in the True Realm—his talent was indeed terrifying, fully equal to her own.
But if she could capture that boy—if she could harness his miraculous culinary techniques—her future growth would be unstoppable.
Unfortunately... that prodigy was about to perish.
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