Old Man Feng's expression was cold as he stared at the martial artist named Maha.
If a massive mountain were split open, even after it was closed, a fissure would remain. Yet with just a light step from Old Man Feng, the fissures on Cloud Firmament Mountain began to heal on their own, like wounds on a human body.
Although his cultivation was only at the Realm Lord Realm, he represented the invaders. This person clearly had an extraordinary background, so Old Man Feng chose not to attack.
The shattering of the Wall of Sighs had been completely beyond everyone's expectations. The Heaven Rank Race's reaction had been even slower after the Tang Chen Race was annihilated with thunderous methods.
According to the usual course of events, after the Holy Race occupied those three border great worlds, they should have advanced swiftly, conquering one great world after another!
With the Holy Race's current strength, accomplishing this would not be difficult.
Yet they had suddenly initiated negotiations. Even the many Celestial Venerables were puzzled. What exactly was the Holy Race trying to do?
"Ha ha, it is said that although Old Man Feng is a Celestial Venerable, the Heavenly Mandate he bears is extremely special, granting him the strength to fight a True God. It seems the rumors were true?" Maha said lightly, rubbing his nose.
Although the ten Dao Children all secretly addressed the old patriarch as Old Man Feng, in this vast universe, the only person who dared call him that to his face was Luo Xixuan.
Maha was merely at the Realm Lord Realm, yet he acted so casually. His words certainly elevated the old patriarch of the Heaven Rank Race, but anyone could see the arrogance beneath them.
"A trifling Realm Lord actually dares to be so