The black-robed Lord McAvoy stood beside him, watching as all the disciples of the Northern Army entered the Immortal King Pond to absorb the power of the immortal path and grasp the great path.
"They've all entered the spirit body realm. In a few months, they should be able to reach the immortal realm," Lord McAvoy commented.
There was no need to worry too much about the Northern Army.
Once the disciples reached the immortal realm, they would be equipped to explore the Immortal Burial Ground.
Their progress from there would depend entirely on their own fortune.
Braydon Neal understood the true combat strength of cultivators who relied on resources.
Any expert from the myriad races had fought through countless battles, stepping over the corpses of their peers to reach the peak.
