Four Immortal Emperors

Feng Jiu's eyes flashed when she heard his answer. She stared at Sage Hun Yuan for a while, with her lips slightly curved, showing an inexplicable smile. "Is your status in the Nebula Immortal Sect really not low?"

"That's for sure!" He straightened his chest, raised his chin, stroked his beard, and said proudly. "Not just in the Nebula Immortal Sect, the other four sects all know me."

"Where's your cultivation strength now at? Immortal Venerable Peak stage?" She asked.

Although Feng Jiu said nothing, the old man kept staring at her when he heard this question. "Do you mean to despise the old man's low strength? I tell you, not everyone can reach the level of Immortal Venerable Peak. How many old monsters failed and died during the Lightning Tribulation when they entered the Immortal Venerable level. Just a few people of our generation reached our level. Of course, we don't count those devilry cultivators who don't follow the right path."