Sun Wukong's eyes looked towards the outside of Huaguo Mountain, where he saw vast expanses of Auspicious Clouds flying towards them, their purple energy rolling for three thousand miles.
The people coming were all genuine Daoist Immortals, practitioners of the Dharma of The Three Pure Ones.
Upon closer inspection, there were at least fifty Great Luo Celestial Immortals among them.
There were also as many as twenty with the combat power of top-tier Great Luo Celestial Immortals.
This made Sun Wukong sigh, indeed the Daoist Sect was brimming with talent.
No wonder many immortals from the Daoist Sect don't even take the Buddhist Realm into consideration.
These were only a small fraction of the Daoist masters, and they didn't even constitute a drop in the ocean.
The world is full of those cultivating the Dao, with countless as common as cow hair, and becoming a Celestial Immortal is nothing remarkable.
He rose to his full height, preparing to step out of Huaguo Mountain.
