God Realm.
Great Hall.
Heavenly Emperor Fuxi sat on the dragon throne high above, having long been waiting there.
Fei Peng appeared in the great hall with the Demon Suppressing Sword in hand. Seeing that only Heavenly Emperor Fuxi sat in the place of honor, he was somewhat surprised.
Though Fei Peng was surprised, proper etiquette could not be neglected. He knelt and respectfully said, "Your servant Fei Peng pays his respects to Your Majesty."
Heavenly Emperor Fuxi said, "Rise, Fei Peng!"
Fei Peng said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Heavenly Emperor Fuxi looked at Fei Peng, who stood tall and imposing, his bearing overflowing with dominance. "Fei Peng, haven't you always longed for an opponent?"
"Hm?"
The somewhat wooden Fei Peng's eyes immediately lit up upon hearing this. "Does Your Majesty intend to battle this servant?"
Fei Peng was incomparably excited as he spoke. Sensing his fighting spirit, the Demon Suppressing Sword in his hand trembled slightly.
It was on the verge of flying from its sheath.
In Fei Peng's eyes, no one in the Six Realms was his match. The only one capable of fighting him was Heavenly Emperor Fuxi, seated high before him.
Heavenly Emperor Fuxi had become the Heavenly Emperor of the God Realm and supreme ruler of the Six Realms not because he was handsome, or because he looked like a Heavenly Emperor or the sovereign of the Six Realms.
What Heavenly Emperor Fuxi relied on was his strength—his unfathomable strength.
Hearing this, Heavenly Emperor Fuxi shook his head and smiled. "Not I..."
Fei Peng was indeed powerful, second only to him in the God Realm. Yet despite Fei Peng's strength, there was still a gap between them—a vast one, like a chasm.
"Not Your Majesty?"
Fei Peng immediately felt disappointed. He was invincible throughout the