The Clan Leader of the Ghost Phoenix Race looked at Hua Yunfei, whose head hung low. His gaze was deep as he scrutinized him again and again.
After a moment, he couldn't help nodding. "To possess three peerless constitutions at once—this child's talent is truly terrifying. They call him a Young Hegemon Grade for good reason. He really is extraordinary."
Hegemon Grade was something he aspired to as well. But after countless tens of millions of years of effort, he still couldn't cross that threshold. Taking that step was truly too difficult.
Feng Hong stroked his long beard. "Clan Leader, you've been in seclusion for quite some time. Did you gain anything?"
The Clan Leader of the Ghost Phoenix Race shook his head. "I've reached the limit below Hegemon Grade. Even the slightest progress is a pipe dream. In the end, I'm still short on fortune."
This time, he had been in seclusion for at least three million years. He had left the major undertaking of the Ghost Phoenix Race's emergence to Feng Hong, the Great Elder, and devoted himself entirely to cultivation. Yet he had gained little, stopped dead before the threshold of Hegemon Grade.
He was like an ordinary man standing before a vast immortal mountain. When he looked up, all he saw was a peak that rose beyond sight, impossible to climb. The gulf between them was immense.
Feng Hong said, "According to the Ancient Ancestor, there's already a Hegemon Grade expert in this Heavenly Vault. If you want to break through, it'll only be several times harder."
The Clan Leader of the Ghost Phoenix Race replied calmly, "If I can't break through, then I can't break through. I have no need to make excuses for myself."
He looked at Hua Yunfei. "In a few days, I'll