The Twelve Scrolls of the Sutra of Eternity

"The four of you." Ji Ning looked at the four surrounding him. "According to what my master told me, you four shall follow me in the future, right?"

"Right." The four all nodded.

"Might I ask how strong the four of you are?" Ning asked.

"The four of us are roughly comparable to peak-level Daolords of the Third Step. But of course, the swordsman's sword-arts are a bit better, making him slightly more powerful," the golden-robed emperor said.

Ning couldn't help but feel stunned. All four golems were comparable to peak Daolords of the Third Step?

This was the legacy which his master had left behind for him? The more masters like this, the better!

"Golems comparable to Verge-level Daolords are too expensive. The Eternal Emperor did have one such golem, but he ended up selling it to procure forty golems comparable to peak Daolords of the Third Step for his personal disciples like you," the golden-robed emperor said.

Ning was speechless.