After they left, Ye Wudao took a deep breath, his heart stirred up, and his expression became a little gloomy.
"There is obviously not much vitality in these guys. It seems that they are all cultivators who fell in ancient times, but they have been revived now. I don't know where such a powerful revival power came from."
"In addition, I also feel that there are still some cultivators who are very full of vitality. They are not like revived cultivators at all, but cultivators of our era!"
Wu Luo naturally noticed this, and his face turned pale when he heard this.
"I understand. There has actually been a transmission channel in the Tomb of the Ancient Immortal for a long time. Maybe those cultivators came from the demon world, or they are some cultivators from our planet."
"A cultivator on our planet?" Ye Wudao frowned.
"Impossible!" He retorted: "There are not many demon cultivators in our world. I can detect that the strong Nebula among them is extremely powerful, at least comparable to half of the Nebula Consummation who came to the secret realm!"
That’s right!
Rough calculation shows that these living cultivators are as powerful as half of the Nebula warriors in the secret realm.
Especially the top combat power, that is, Nebula Perfection.
When I just passed by, I could clearly see that there were dozens of them!
Such an astonishing number is really weird.
Wu Luo also had a stiff face and said slowly: "That doesn't mean anything. In your era, you are indeed too weak. You may not be able to match the power of all the disciples who sit down with a true immortal."
Hearing this, Ye Wudao felt a little unhappy and snorted coldly.
"You're overthinking it. In fact, it's just that not all the disciples came to the Kunlun Secret Realm. They only entered in batches. Even I don't know how many Nebula Consummation people have entered."
"It's just that as far as I know, there are only dozens of Nebula Consummators. I don't think there are many here."
"You just have to be tough." Wu Luo curled his lips and said disdainfully: "How many eternal strong men do you have?"
"Do you know how many eternal strong men there were in ancient times?"
"Not only are the eternal strongmen in the final battle of the Ancient Immortal Tomb, but there are also eternal beings outside the star field, the number is even greater."
"In the ancient times, the number of strong men who were stationed in Kunlun was actually not too many. It was just a lot of powerful true immortals and gods who stayed here."
Hearing that Wu Luo looked down on contemporary cultivators so much, Ye Wudao snorted coldly, looking a little unhappy.