Within the Immortal Graveyard, Lin Xuan's Light of Power bloomed in full splendor as Mad Immortals who burned themselves in exchange for immense power fell one after another.
Lan An and his master gathered Divine Fire Embers, Fragmented Source, Immortal Bone, immortal blood, and Immortal Skin, bustling about in sheer delight, their faces overflowing with excitement.
In the distant sky, Wang Xuanfeng, Luo Tongtian, and the others hovered there, their expressions incomparably complicated.
Looking back, the scenes from when Lin Xuan had entered the Divine Firmament Holy Land still seemed fresh in their minds. Yet how long had it been? Lin Xuan had already become so powerful that they feared him.
Even Luo Tongtian and Xiao Changkong, the two who had unleashed terrifying battle prowess earlier, now believed that their former selves would not have been Lin Xuan's match either.
If Lin Xuan had possessed his current strength back then, why would they have needed to worry and toil so much?
Invincible!
That word continued to swell within their hearts, while Lin Xuan's figure gradually grew ever taller in their eyes.
"We may soon be unable to keep up with him. When the Fiend Sovereign's true body descends, going against it may be no different from marching to our deaths!"
Only after a long while did Luo Tongtian let out a soft sigh. There was gratification in his voice, but also desolation.
He had come into contact with Lin Xuan relatively early. Back then, Lin Xuan had already left him utterly shocked. With that kind of talent, even he had felt inferior.
Now, looking back, he realized a bloody reality: he did not even possess the qualifications to feel inferior.
Lin Xuan's talent was terrifying beyond measure!
Everyone deeply agreed, and none of them spoke.
Bai Qian smiled faintly, deeply