"What exactly is a Saint Physique?" A low level cultivator asked in curiosity.

"Are you a monkey brained fucker?! Have you not done your research in the special physiques of this world?!"

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"Ahhh... This is only natural for such poor peons who live in the backwater areas where even the birds disdain to take a poop. HAHAHA!"

Conversations and disputes rang out as billions of people witnessed a rare scene for the ages. There was a divine vision of descending angels up high.

They gave off a warm benevolent feeling unto the masses down below. It was as if no evil was allowed to show its face at this time.

The great love of the divine showered in all fairness unto both sinners and saints who dwell in this despicable cruel and imperfect world of mortals.

"An extraordinary body that does not allow any perverse technique to exist."

"Legend has it that a single drop of blood from a Saint Physique could cure any poison and toxin in the world."

"It also has a great counter effect unto illusions and mind altering techniques."

"A Saint Physique is really worthy to be recorded in the 100 special physiques of the ages! It is ranked 26th in the list."

The more knowledgeable cultivators in the scene discussed amongst themselves. A couple minutes passed and Han Bei finally stepped successfully unto the 1st Stage of Soul Birth Realm.

Just like its name implied, Han Bei had fashioned a usable soul at this time.

Even if her body would die, she could still make a comeback and attempt a rebirth once more as long as her soul remained intact in the process of death.

But if she were to be killed in the way that Du Yimu and that arrogant man from earlier died then there would be no escape whatsoever from such a fate.

One should know that adept cultivators knew how to extinguish the body alongside its soul with such ease.

No one wanted to entertain a knife in the back after all. And so they would all eradicate their enemies to the root.

"Well done, Han Bei." Our bored gamer praised his woman. A saint physique was truly op and absurd.

"This is all thanks to your support and guidance, Clark."

"Without you, i would have no doubt remained stuck in the Innate Realm for a long long time." Han Bei smiled at her man.

She realized that the old grandpa inside her necklace was leeching so much energy from her cultivation.

She and that old spirit had spent many years together and she only arrived in the 3rd Stage of Innate Realm.

Compared to her advancement in the few months that she did with our very own protagonist, the difference was absolutely enormous!

"Congratulations on reaching the Soul Birth Realm, Lady Han Bei!"

"You are a genius, my Lady!"

"Even the heavens have rejoiced in your breakthrough, Lady Han Bei!"

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The sweet words flowed from all around and there was envy in the eyes of others.

Even though Shi Ling, Xu Ai and Qin Ran tried to hide it but it cannot escape the keen senses of our bored gamer. To this, Clark could only sigh in helplessness.

People were born with myriad gifts. Those that were talented to begin with could see faster rise in the ways of cultivation. But this was only true in the starting stages.

For only those who do not give up and have a relentless will can ever see the peak of Grand Dao. In the end, Clark could only support his women in silence.

No matter what he said now would not assuage the feelings of Shi Ling, Xu Ai and Qin Ran.

"My Dark Dragon Sect also welcomes the arrival of such an esteemed warrior in our midst. Welcome, Fellow Daoist Clark! I am one of the 3 Supreme Elders of the Dark Drag..."

A man in the sky said as he slowly descended into the world like an immortal being that he was not.

He would have no doubt said more but alas, he was mercilessly stopped by our bored gamer.

"I don't recall accepting you into my domains, Supreme Elder or not."

"And i am not very interested in knowing your name also."

"Please leave my sight or stay forever in here as a corpse." Our bored gamer replied with obvious candor.

Although there were walls that give them a modicum of privacy but since these thin artistic walls were only 10 foot tall and no roof whatsoever, one could simply just fly high or jump to grant himself access into the premises.

Nevertheless, Clark was rather strict in guarding his area of influence against any non invited aliens outside. This was basic courtesy he believed.

Other than that, he continued to adhere to his concept before of never accepting anyone inside his camp. Be it friend or foe, it did not matter.

It was better this way in order to have no bad feelings once Clark began conquering this world eventually.

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"Are we going to see a fight between 2 Enlightened Realm Experts?" A man asked his friend.

"Maybe. But I better hope not. This would certainly spell doom for us all." The friend was wise enough to know this and so he dragged the man further away from the scene of conflict.

He did not want to become collateral damage in a combat between giants. This peculiar action was mirrored by many others in the near proximity of our good gamer's camp.

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"Need I remind you that you are standing on the properties of the Dark Dragon Sect?!" The Supreme Elder retorted in an intense voice.

This old monster could not believe the audacity of our avid gamer. Nonetheless, he stopped his descent as he did not want to aggravate the situation further.

One should know that a battle on their level would bring much chaos and destruction in the aftermath.

"You have three breaths to choose your fate. Don't tell me that i did not warn you in the first place." Clark said in reply.

"Your arrogance knows no bounds, Fellow Daoist. So be it! Please give this old man some pointers then." The Supreme Elder said and readied himself for war.

With the defensive formation of the Dark Dragon Sect, it was easy to contain this fight within this camp alone.

"Dragon Elephant Eruption!" The Supreme Elder used a technique that made him almost 20 feet bigger than his usual size. He looked like a man of pure muscle and strength.

In his fist was stored an almost infinite power that could crush even the hardest firmaments of this world.

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Three breaths passed and...

"DROP!"

"DROP!"

"DROP!" A godlike figure was seen bleeding at this moment.