The starry sky was boundless. No matter how vast a star might be, it was but a drop in the ocean of the cosmos.
The commotion caused by several thousand top experts was immense. Yet the boundless starry sky was so vast that their battle did not even make a splash in the ocean.
Shang Feng, the Saint Son of Haotian Holy Land, was far from the battle. He had not joined the fray, but was quietly watching. Though he had also stepped into the Emperor level, the fighters were all top experts of that realm, and he had no way to intervene.
Still, this was a great opportunity to observe and learn. Watching his seniors fight and drawing lessons from their experience would greatly benefit his cultivation.
As the saying went, the starry sky was simply too vast. Shang Feng stood alone far from the battle, with no one else anywhere near him.
As he watched the fighting in silence, Shang Feng suddenly felt his heart tighten. He whipped around.
The instant he turned, every hair on his body stood on end. At some point, a fierce sword ray that seemed capable of cleaving the entire world apart had already closed in on him!
"Do you dare?" Shang Feng immediately recognized Dan Qiulin as the one who had unleashed the sword ray. He roared coldly.
As he spoke, blazing divine light surged from his body. In an instant, he seemed to transform into a colossal star, hanging in the cold, dark sky.
As the Saint Son of Haotian Holy Land, Shang Feng had been groomed to become the next sect leader. Naturally, he had also practiced the Great Sun Martial Scripture left behind by Haotian Supreme Being. Once unleashed, it made him seem like a blazing sun, with the