Three battlefields drew every eye as laws shook and space twisted violently.
Little Pagoda, the Heavenly Desolate Halberd, and Kunpeng's Son were all fierce enough to take on several opponents alone.
Each fought several Cult Masters to a standstill. Though they occasionally fell behind, at other times their ferocity surged to the heavens, and one alone suppressed several foes.
Little Pagoda and the Heavenly Desolate Halberd needed little explanation. Both were now so badly damaged that their condition resembled starting cultivation over.
After all, the final battle at their peak had been fought on such a lofty level that all laws had been ground away, leaving their Primordial Spirits grievously damaged.
Climbing back to their former strength was little different from cultivating anew, except that they faced no bottlenecks.
Still, they had once stood at the pinnacle. Their fundamental nature remained.
Even if the power they could currently wield fell short of these Upper Realm Cult Masters, their skill in wielding power, their command of laws, and the depth of their foundations
far surpassed those Cult Masters.
Taking on several at once was merely routine.
As for Kunpeng's Son, compared with what a true offspring of Kunpeng should have been, he could be considered ruined.
But he was ruined only by comparison with a true Kunpeng at the peak of its bloodline.
In the original story, once Shi Hao reached the later stages of his journey, there was no further news of Kunpeng's Son. He had simply been unable to keep up.
He could no longer shine with a brilliance of his own.
But that was after the Immortal Dao. They were still within the Human Dao now.
Kunpeng's Son still shone dazzlingly bright.
Compared with the Cult Masters of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, he had every right to