"Are you confident?"
Wu Zhao Mountain suddenly asked.
"Who knows!"
"But he doesn't seem all that strong either!"
Lin Xuan's answer left Wu Zhao Mountain somewhat speechless, and it fell silent.
At this moment, Cangfeng slowly came back to his senses. After swiftly sizing Lin Xuan up, an eager gleam immediately flowed into his eyes.
He had originally been near the shattered space of the Myriad Demon Dynasty. Earlier, he had also reached Wu Zhao Mountain through that shattered space, but after seeing the other Celestial Immortals die violent deaths, he had immediately returned to the Myriad Demon Dynasty.
Yet just as he was concentrating on watching the clash between the World-Suppressing Divine Iron and Wu Zhao Mountain, he was suddenly dragged into this place by the crimson light of slaughter.
He did not think himself someone favored by destiny, about to obtain some great opportunity. The reason he had appeared here instead of another Celestial Immortal was simply because he had been standing too far forward.
As a Celestial Immortal, he saw through Lin Xuan's extraordinariness with a single glance.
"As expected of a being capable of slaying Young Emperor Qilan. You actually withstood my pressure."
Cangfeng's voice rang out. If he had not clearly seen the several humans in the distance nearly pinned to death beneath his pressure, he might even have thought his life level had fallen to the Transcendent Realm.
"Unfortunately, you are still ultimately a mortal creature. Before you transform, killing you will not be difficult."
Cangfeng spoke as he advanced.
With a gentle flap of his enormous wings, he shot toward Lin Xuan.
Azure flames sprang into existence from nothingness, Dao resonance surged, and terrifying heat swept across this land, making Ling Pianran and the others' faces change drastically.
"Go!"
Ling Pianran barely had