The moment Fang Chen flew out of Little Crane's body, he felt a powerful Spatial Pressure bear down on him. The space around him seemed to have solidified. Its force surpassed anything he had imagined.
Buzz, buzz, buzz...
Under the immense Spatial Suppression Force, Fang Chen's Floating Immortal Sword trembled slightly. A torrent of Spiritual Power surged from the sword into his body, and his strength soared.
"Floating Immortal Saint!"
The moment Sky-Rending Demon Saint saw Fang Chen, he cried out in alarm. This was the Human Race fighter who had gravely wounded him.
Sky-Rending Demon Saint immediately said to the Flowing Light Emissary, "Lord Emissary, it's him! He's the Floating Immortal Saint! He's the one who injured me!"
The Flowing Light Emissary stared at Fang Chen, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly. "So you're the Mysterious Thief too. I didn't expect that."
Fang Chen stared back, his eyes narrowing. The pressure radiating from this White-Robed Devil Race Man was far stronger than that of Sky-Rending Demon Saint and the others.
Sky-Rending Demon Saint and his companions were already Invincible Demon Saints. Fang Chen had never expected the Devil Race to have someone stronger still.
But he knew this White-Robed Devil Race Man was not the Qingtian Demon Emperor. Sky-Rending Demon Saint had just addressed him as "Lord Emissary."
Fang Chen looked at the Flowing Light Emissary. "Who are you?"
The Flowing Light Emissary smiled at him. "You don't seem nervous at all."
Fang Chen gave a cold laugh. "What's there to be so smug about? I fought everyone in the Sacred Land without finding an equal. I only came out to see how strong you are!"
The Flowing Light Emissary smiled faintly. "Good. I'd like to see how strong you are too!"
With that, the Flowing Light Envoy