"..."
Lian Feihong found it rather strange. Such terrifying heat rolled through the surroundings in wave after wave, warping the air.
It was as though hundreds of concave and convex mirrors had been placed in every direction, twisting the scene into something bizarre and absurd.
Yet everything around him remained perfectly normal.
He pinched his wine cup and looked inside. The ice beads floating in the wine were still there, astonishingly unmelted.
He instinctively glanced at Zhou Mou beside him and realized that Zhou Mou had blocked the terrifying heat unleashed by the flaming iron ruler.
To achieve that, one had to be at least Half-Sage level.
Doubt immediately rose in his heart.
"Hou, although Zhou Mou is a grandmaster, at most he is only an Earth Grandmaster. He can barely be considered a Heaven Grandmaster."
"How could he possibly possess such ability?"
Hou smiled and explained, "After Lord Chongyang died, General Zhou naturally could no longer maintain his bodily preservation. Yet misfortune turned into fortune, and all the potential within him was unsealed."
"I heard that the Zhonglang Zhou Clan was made by Lord Chongyang from corpses. Is that true?" Lian Feihong asked. "What realm was General Zhou in while he was alive?"
As soon as he asked this, he suddenly stopped speaking. Everyone knew that the Zhonglang Zhou Clan's realm was lower than it had been in life. One who had been a grandmaster in life might decline to a powerful martial artist afterward.
And one who had been a Heaven Grandmaster in life would very likely fall to the Human Grandmaster or Earth Grandmaster realm afterward.
The question was, Zhou Mou had merely shown a little of his skill just now, yet he had blocked the aftermath of a Martial Saint divine weapon. He was at least