Ying Zheng and Ji Fa clashed and immediately separated, each retreating a thousand zhang before facing each other in midair.
"Peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal?" Ji Fa's sword hand tingled slightly, and unconcealable astonishment filled his eyes.
He reckoned that, with the foundation of Marquis of the West's Mansion supporting him and the secret backing of the Western Teachings, his cultivation progress should have surpassed the level his Fortune Dynasty itself ought to have reached.
Yet Ying Zheng, a rising star, had forcibly caught up with him.
What did this mean? Ji Fa knew it very well. Great Qin's development had already far surpassed that of his Great Zhou.
At this moment, Ji Fa could not help feeling fortunate that he had formed the alliance in time. The strategy against Great Qin had also been flawless.
Great Qin's development was simply too fast. If it was not curbed in time, there would be no meaning left in their future contest.
Ying Zheng's black imperial robe billowed. The Royal Dao Dragon Qi around him interwove with the golden radiance of the Net of Law and Decrees, and his aura was as deep as the sea.
He did not answer. He merely angled the Tai'a Sword in his hand downward, while the Twelve Destiny Golden Figures behind him turned in unison, their cold gazes locking onto Ji Fa.
Ji Fa suddenly felt the pressure increase sharply, as though even the air were about to solidify.
His heart tightened, and he shouted sternly, "If you're not going to act now, when will you?"
Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed. Ji Fa indeed had another trump card. He could not help but begin taking secret precautions as well.
The next moment, a vicious beast roar rang out from the northwest.
A gigantic lion resembling a primordial