"How many Mahayana cultivators do we currently have among the human clan?"
Yuangu asked with great curiosity.
After all, with the human clan being so formidable now—having accumulated such vast resources and possessing nine entire secret realm worlds—it must have produced quite a number of high-level cultivators.
"Aside from those desert beasts, the human clan currently has only two Mahayana cultivators."
"One is, of course, His Majesty the Human Emperor. The other is Daoist Fengxi."
The middle-aged cultivator Yuan Shu pondered for a moment before directly answering the question.
After all, this information wasn't exactly a secret—almost everyone knew it.
Of course, if we include the Mahayana-level wilderness beasts, then the human clan would wield combat power equivalent to at least a hundred Mahayana entities.
Such a force would be truly terrifying.
Even for those so-called super races, having several dozen Mahayana entities within their ranks would already be remarkable.
