Six ninth-rank powerhouses of the Six Paths had gathered, and at the center of all their gazes stood Gao Xian.
Although Dao Wuji, Shen Zhengwu, and the other five ninth-rank powerhouses were extraordinarily far from this place, their divine senses had locked onto it. Their incarnations could manifest and descend at any moment.
All the myriad heavens and worlds beneath the Heavenly Realm were governed by the Creation Golden Book. Ninth rank was already the pinnacle of strength among all worlds.
Gao Xian's cultivation had advanced greatly. With Sister Lan's support, coupled with the Taiji Sword Scripture reaching consummation without flaw or leakage, he truly carried a hint of Primordial Unity.
Even so, the divine senses of six ninth-rank powerhouses placed immense pressure upon him.
Ninth-rank powerhouses would not be swayed by emotion. They made judgments only through reason. At this moment, all six were observing Gao Xian through their own methods, assessing him.
No matter what Gao Xian intended to do, the Nine Provinces in his hand alone was enough to stir the hearts of numerous ninth-rank powerhouses.
Not to mention that Gao Xian was grim and cold by nature, and had always been especially ruthless toward other races.
If they had the chance to deal with Gao Xian, the ninth-rank powerhouses would never be polite. On the other hand, they truly had their reservations as well.
If they failed to kill Gao Xian, that would become an enormous problem.
Ninth-rank powerhouses regarded themselves as the absolute center and did not care about the survival or extinction of any race. Yet in the coming great upheaval of heaven and earth, the more numerous one's race was, the greater its advantage.
Without certainty, no one truly dared to strike at Gao Xian rashly.
Gao Xian understood this perfectly, which was