"An Emperor-to-be! It's an Emperor-to-be! Kid, Fang Han, there's an Emperor-to-be here!"
When the Yellow Springs Demon Dragon's voice rang out in his mind, Fang Han stared in shock at the man who had appeared before him.
"Hiss! Isn't this Ancestor Tianyu? Wasn't he a Supreme at the end of his road? I still remember Yama saying that Ancestor Tianyu had little lifespan left and wouldn't live much longer. How has he become an Emperor-to-be now?"
The overwhelming pressure of his Emperor-to-be Level aura made sweat bead on Fang Han's forehead.
Especially when he saw that the Emperor-to-be before him was actually Ancestor Tianyu, he almost thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.
After all, the Yellow Springs Demon Dragon had told him with absolute certainty that Ancestor Tianyu did not have long to live.
But now, could someone tell me what was going on?
Ancestor Tianyu, who supposedly didn't have long to live, had transformed into an Emperor-to-be?
This was an Emperor-to-be!
Even those old fellows in the Supreme Academy weren't Emperors-to-be!
At that moment, faced with a living, breathing Emperor-to-be powerhouse, Fang Han felt as though his entire worldview was about to collapse!
Holy shit!
Holy shit!
What kind of godlike sect was this?
These were clearly still the people he knew, so why had their strength advanced to such a degree?
Ancestor Tianyu was at the Emperor-to-be Level!
The Holy Lord and several peak masters were about to become Supremes!
Such formidable strength was something the old Xuantian Holy Land would never even have dared to dream of!
At that moment, Fang Han felt as though he had been riding a donkey while searching for a horse!
Damn it!
*If he had known his own sect was this powerful, why would he have gone to the