Let alone alien races—even Emperor Yan, a human powerhouse of the Human Race, had left the race. Alien races were even less surprising.
Luo Feng and Ice Peak Lord communicated through divine power transmission; no one else could hear them.
"Galaxy, Ice Peak."
"Galaxy Lord, Ice Peak Lord."
Two figures appeared at the entrance of the divine hall to receive Luo Feng and Ice Peak Lord.
"Lord Void Gold, Lord Zhen Ma," Luo Feng called as well.
Lord Zhen Ma beamed. "Galaxy Lord, I'm very pleased to meet you. During all those years you roamed the Primordial Universe, you gave me quite a few shocks from time to time..."
Lord Zhen Ma spoke some flattering words, yet they sounded sincere rather than deliberately fawning. On one hand, his status was there; on the other, he genuinely wished to build a good relationship with Luo Feng.
After all, Luo Feng's own strength spoke for itself. He was the youngest top-tier universe lord in the entire Primordial Universe, even the Universe Sea. More importantly, he was the disciple of the Human Race's Saint Master.
Over the years, more and more factions had sought to join the Hong Alliance, and their enthusiasm had only grown. Yet the Hong Alliance adhered to an elite path and had never relaxed its standards. Otherwise, its influence would have expanded several times over.
Those factions that had joined the Hong Alliance, as well as its old established factions, had all tasted the benefits of membership. There was no other reason—it was because of Zhou Ze's guidance.
Though the slots were pitifully few, Zhou Ze's reputation had steadily risen over the years. Especially after the battle with Yan Ao Lord, where he had fought five universe supreme masters alone, shocking both the inside and outside of the Primordial