High above the Thousand Petal Demonic Lotus Realm.
Liao Ruiheng stood in the void, his crimson robe fluttering faintly in the currents of nothingness. The teasing, coquettish smile that always hung on his handsome, almost demonic face had now restrained itself somewhat.
His mismatched eyes, one black and one red, stared unblinking at the world below. His gaze crossed the barrier of space and precisely locked onto the green-robed figure standing silently amid the ruins of the Array Eye.
"Tut tut..."
Liao Ruiheng clicked his tongue softly. In a bone-meltingly seductive female voice tinged with amazement, he chuckled as if talking to himself:
"Whenever you think this little fellow has exhausted all his tricks, he always manages to pull some new stunt and bring an unexpected surprise. It seems we really did underestimate him before!"
Beside him, Kuang Yezhou shone upon the void like a blazing sun. Hearing Liao Ruiheng's words, not the slightest emotional fluctuation showed on his resolute face, yet the scorching crimson halo around him rippled almost imperceptibly.
Kuang Yezhou did not answer, but his gaze likewise fell upon Chen Fei below, his deep eyes reflecting that devastated battlefield.
Chen Fei's performance this time had gone far beyond mere expectations.
When Bing Hui'ang's figure, carrying the aura of Earth Origin Dao Foundation, descended upon the battlefield, even Kuang Yezhou had once believed that Chen Fei would be doomed beyond salvation.
The gap between Earth Origin Dao Foundation and an ordinary Fifteenth Order Extreme was already enormous, let alone the gulf separating it from the Late Stage Fifteenth Order. It was absolutely not something a formation could easily bridge.
Yet the outcome had been precisely the opposite.
Not only had Chen Fei not suffered the miserable defeat everyone expected, he had instead relied on that wondrous Chain Great