Terrifying fluctuations reverberated above the Sacrifice Ground manifested in High Heaven's skies, illuminating all of High Heaven in dazzling brilliance.
Luo Tianxian and Meng Hai were both dumbstruck.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou has officially secured his footing at the Road's End Level, but his strength... is actually this terrifying! Something feels off. How could he possess such combat power just after stabilizing his realm?" Meng Hai was deeply shaken.
"He truly is powerful—so powerful that it is difficult to comprehend. Even at my peak, I would definitely not have been his match. If we met, he would likely suppress me in a very short time." Luo Tianxian was equally shocked.
"Above the Immortal Emperor level? No, he has definitely not surpassed the Immortal Emperor realm. Then such combat power must come from that special Immortal Emperor Method of his." Meng Hai spoke softly. "He reminds me of Huang. Like Huang, he is one of those breathtakingly gifted figures, with combat power that defies the heavens."
"With Fellow Daoist Zhou's strength, he should be able to hold this place. We should go meet up with Old Kunpeng and the others first, settle the remaining twenty percent of the living beings, and then return to help him," Meng Hai finally said.
Luo Tianxian nodded and immediately left with Meng Hai.
Within the Sacrifice Ground, Zhou Tong rampaged across the battlefield. None of the Abyssal Race's Immortal Emperors could stand against him.
This ancient land, which had endured the trials of countless ages, sacrificed who knew how many civilizations, and been stained with who knew how much blood, could no longer withstand a battle of this level. More and more cracks spread across it, and it was on the verge of collapsing and exploding.
Boom!!
Soon, the Void trembled as another Immortal Emperor descended.