At dawn, the chill that had accumulated through the night began to fade. It was winter, and the weather was far from pleasant. Even the frost on the grass and trees had yet to melt. Xiao Heng looked up. Though there were no dark clouds, it was not a good day either.
Yao Ming had gathered the selected elders and clan experts early on. In the vast plaza, he watched as Xiao Heng descended.
Xiao Heng's gaze swept over the elders without a word. Their strength was indeed somewhat lacking. Of course, they were still quite formidable: two Half Saints and mostly Dou Zun experts above the ninth star. Such strength could already rival the continent's top factions, but compared with the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan's force, they still fell far short.
Ultimately, Xiao Heng's horizons had risen alongside his strength. At his current level, he no longer paid much attention to anyone below the Half Saint level. Even a hundred Nine-Revolution Dou Zuns would find it difficult to threaten him. On the other hand, if he wished to kill a hundred Nine-Revolution Dou Zuns, it would not be too difficult.
Only Half Saints were worthy of his notice, and only Dou Shengs could exchange a few moves with him. Still, Xiao Heng was not excessively arrogant. He knew very well that there were quite a few people in this world stronger than him.
With his current strength, he could almost completely crush anyone below a Three-star Dou Sheng. Among Three-star Dou Shengs, few could contend with him. If he fought with his life on the line, he could say that he had few rivals among Three-star Dou Shengs. He could even contend with a Four-star Dou Sheng. Of course, against anyone above four stars, fleeing would be his most