The Shark Empress was both embarrassed and annoyed. "My lord, how could you be like this? If that mysterious Human Race Emperor Realm expert had not appeared, we would still have had the strength to protect ourselves."
"You remember what that mysterious old man looked like, don't you?" Fang Yun asked.
"I do." The Shark Empress opened her mouth and spat out a stream of water, which gathered before them into the image of an elderly Human Race man.
Fang Yun examined it closely. The man was Lei Konghe, the Literary Grandmaster of the Lei Family. Yet his face was covered in wrinkles, his hair entirely white. Judging by his appearance alone, he was at least twenty years older than when Fang Yun had last seen him in Burial Saint Valley.
"This man is Lei Konghe of the Lei Family. It is no disgrace that you lost to him. Even I might not be able to defeat him at the height of his power." Fang Yun knew full well what a Literary Grandmaster was capable of. In a direct battle, he would have no way to deal with Lei Konghe.
In Burial Saint Valley, Fang Yun had been able to kill ordinary Emperor Realm experts not only because of his various restricted trump cards, but mainly because he had possessed a vast amount of Sacred Qi. Without Sacred Qi, the gap between a Fourth Realm Great Scholar and a Literary Grandmaster was even greater than the gap between a Grand Academician and a Great Scholar.
"But what if he intervenes to stop us? What will we do?"
"It is difficult for me to kill him, but he should not dream of killing me either!" Fang Yun showed no fear. His own strength had been steadily growing these past days. Especially