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"Such an aura of an Immortal King..."
The purple-robed elder gazed towards Xianyao City, or to be precise, at the vast expanse under the firmament above Xianyao City.
To the eyes of a True Immortal, there was nothing there, and even ordinary Tribulation-Transcending Celestial Kings would not notice anything amiss.
But in the eyes of the purple-robed elder, a grand world was evolving, vast and boundless, and the breath it emitted was no weaker than the aura of an ordinary Immortal King.
"The aura is actually that of a whole world..."
The purple-robed elder's mind trembled, as the aura of most Immortal Kings was the outer image of some object, such as a heavenly pillar or an ocean.
But the grand world aura before him was not so much an aura as a collection of countless other auras.
"Martial Ancestor is definitely not a freshly ascended Immortal King..."