Upon hearing Julmis’ words, everyone was taken aback, their faces filled with disbelief. None of them had anticipated that Julmis was actually the creator of those three levels.

In the past, the celestial realm only consisted of thirty-three levels. The ability of Julmis to carve out new levels within the realm clearly demonstrated his immense power. It was little wonder his sect was called Anti-Celestial Sect.

As no one present knew about the events from tens of thousands of years ago, they couldn’t ascertain whether Julmis’ words were true or false.

“Mr. Vermillion, is what this old man is saying really true?” Jared could only consult Vermilion Demon Lord within his consciousness field.

After all, Vermilion Demon Lord was from level nine and had lived for many years, and consequently,  might know a bit more than others.

Just as Jared asked the question in his consciousness field, Julmis simply smiled and said, “There’s no need to ask the spirit in your consciousness field. It won’t know either, simply because it hasn’t lived long enough…”

Jared was taken aback. He hadn’t expected that Julmis before would somehow know about his conversation with Vermilion Demon Lord within his consciousness field. It was extraordinary, and incredibly impressive.