Facing the Supreme Elder of the Vermilion Bird Family!

The Vermilion Bird Clan's Supreme Elder stood amid howling winds, his imposing aura towering like a mountain in the sky, though his height was indeed rather open to criticism.

This Grand Elder truly deserved his legendary status in the hearts of the Vermilion Bird Clan. His strength was absolutely terrifying and could not be measured by the standards of those at the same realm. Jun Tianlin frowned inwardly. He had thought he could contend against the combined forces of the Vermilion Bird Clan's Patriarch and Grand Elder, two mid-stage Lesser Heavenly Gods, yet he was deeply wary of this lone late-stage Lesser Heavenly God.

Jun Tianlin soon calmed down at the thought. After all, every realm was a vast chasm. It was only natural to feel some pressure when facing a late-stage Lesser Heavenly God. Otherwise, how could the Divine Realm still uphold the supremacy of strength and cultivation realm?

That was only what Jun Tianlin himself thought. If others had learned of it, they would likely have been scared to death. What kind of realm was this? If you were a mid-stage Lesser Heavenly God, it would be understandable for you to feel pressure when facing such an old monster—it would prove that you were an astonishing genius. But you weren't! You were only a late-stage Divine Emperor! How many realms separated you? And you still wanted to kill this old man?

At that moment, the Vermilion Bird Clan's Supreme Elder, Ling Zhentian, moved! As the saying went, when an expert made a move, one immediately knew whether he had the real thing. This man merely sent a light palm strike forward, yet Jun Tianlin instantly knew that even ordinary late-stage Divine Emperors would be no match for him.

"Supreme Elder, avenge us!"

Seeing their legendary Supreme Elder make