The wind was a little cold, and the atmosphere was strange.
The Ancestor Kings looked at the group of Kings facing them. Every one of them had an aura that soared to the heavens.
Some Ancient Clan members who were only early-stage Saints even sensed a deadly threat from the Kings and Half-Saints.
None of those who had come to the Myriad Races Assembly were weak, whether they were the prodigies of this age or members of the older generation.
They would have no trouble facing early-stage Saints whom the times had already left behind.
Nangong Zheng planted his foot on a Female Ancestor King and surveyed the assembled heroes. Though he was only a Half-Saint, he gave the impression that he was the Overlord of this place.
Several experts no weaker than Nangong Zheng secretly lamented that he had snatched such a fine opportunity from them.
"Your Highness, how should we deal with her?" Nangong Zheng asked, turning his head.
Lu Mingfei walked forward slowly, his expression calm. Even under the gaze of so many powerful figures, he remained unruffled.
The Ancestor Kings were bewildered. Why did a so-called Heir command such high standing?
And why had these people erupted in such fury when the Female Ancestor King mentioned the so-called Heavenly Emperor and showed him disrespect?
Lu Mingfei stepped up and looked at the Female Ancestor King. She was in a miserable state. A Saint had faced a Half-Saint, yet in the blink of an eye, all four of her limbs had been severed.
Still, deep venom remained in her eyes.
"A descendant of the Undying Heavenly Emperor's Followers?" Lu Mingfei asked. Before the Female Ancestor King could answer, he nodded. "I understand."
"I ask the Ji Family to use the Void Immortal Mirror to trace this bloodline