The four of them cautiously rounded the corner and looked into the distance.
Several miles ahead lay an extraordinarily broad plaza. More than ten Emperor Realm experts stood within it, and only by crossing the plaza could they reach the passage on the other side.
At that moment, the Radiance-Reflecting Mirror fragment at Fang Yun's waist gave a violent shudder.
The dozen or so Emperor Realm experts of various races stood there in an exceedingly strange atmosphere, as though a great battle might erupt at any moment.
There were Ancient Demons, Demon Barbarians, Fierce Spirits, Saint Spirits, foreign races, and an ancient fiend radiating an extremely archaic aura.
As Fang Yun's group of four looked over, those Emperor Realm experts looked back. Some did not care, while others gave Fang Yun an extra glance.
Among them, Emperor Jiao Yu of the Poison Flood Dragon Clan stared at Fang Yun for quite some time. With a cold snort, he looked away.
The Ancient Demon Emperor Realm expert was a Bronze Giant, a hundred zhang tall. He merely nodded faintly at Fang Yun without speaking. It seemed he had only recently advanced to the Emperor Realm.
The Saint Spirits and Fierce Spirits were all grotesquely shaped. There was a Flowing Gold Sea Fierce Spirit whose entire body resembled a shark, yet seemed made of liquid gold, constantly changing shape and occasionally turning from a shark into a great sphere.
There was an Emperor Realm Saint Spirit from Sunless Peak, its body seemingly composed of pure light. Its four arms held a longsword condensed from radiance, while a white halo stood upright behind it.
That ancient fiend was a Man-Faced Centipede. There were relatively many such fiends, and below the Great Sage level, their strength was ordinary. But once they advanced to Sainthood,