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The more they learned about the Heavenly Court, the more Earth's cultivators felt insignificant.
How many Golden Core Realm cultivators did Earth's cultivation world even have? Among them, how many could form a Nascent Soul and survive the heavenly tribulation? How many would reach their limits before they even ascended?
In contrast, even the Heavenly Court's cannon fodder were immortals. The thought alone was enough to shake the Dao Heart of any cultivator.
Grand palaces were all over the Small Immortal Realm. It also had gleaming jade platforms and golden steps as far as the eye could see. Considering this was just the Heavenly Court's temporary camp, the Daoist masters and elders inevitably felt a pang of emotion.
The Celestial Master sighed. "Reviving the Heavenly Court is a difficult task."
Huai Jing smiled. "Amithaba. I agree. The path of cultivation is long and burdensome. Looking back, our forefathers never claimed to be immortals of the Heavenly Court. They merely left behind their Daoist heritage in this realm."
In a solemn tone, Yuan Pu Zhenren remarked, "Even so, we cannot deny that our lineage still traces back to the Heavenly Court. We may very well fly beyond this realm in the future. Matters like this have to be handled with care."
Walking at the front, Wang Sheng thought for a while. Instead of mentioning...
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