The many divine beast elders concealed in the void also fell silent, their expressions grave to the extreme.
"Very strong. This Human Race Demigod is no simple figure. Even in the previous cosmic epoch, the Age of Gods, this Human Race Demigod would have stood among the very pinnacle."
The Phoenix Race elder said gravely.
"If I'm not mistaken, he has comprehended at least a hundred Great Dao laws. Otherwise, his strength could not possibly be this terrifying."
The Black Tortoise Clan elder said.
"No way, a hundred Great Dao laws? Wouldn't that mean he could become a High-God the moment he advanced? That's a deity second only to a ruler."
The Qilin Race elder could hardly believe it.
"That isn't strange. Every cosmic epoch gives birth to High-Gods, even ruler-level deities, and this Human Race Demigod possesses such potential."
The Phoenix Race elder said.
"In other words, this lad may not only become a High-God—he might even reach the level of a ruler-level deity?"
The Qilin Race elder sucked in a cold breath. He knew just how terrifying ruler-level deities were, because the deity of their race was a ruler, possessing peerless divine power.
However, a race could only give birth to one ruler. The rest could at most become High-Gods.
"But potential is merely potential. He may not necessarily succeed. Even Demigods with potential can fall midway. It depends on whether he can survive under the Devil Master's hands."
The Phoenix Race elder said.
The other divine beast elders wore grave expressions. They did not know what to say. Only at this moment did they truly begin to take the Human Race seriously—take this Human Race Demigod seriously.
After all, once he advanced to become a ruler, he would be able to stand on equal footing with their