The appearance of two Quasi-Emperors sent shock across the faces of the Human Race experts.
For a moment, every being stopped fighting, their gazes turning toward the two Quasi-Emperors.
"Ancestor!" a Saint of the Feather Race cried out in delight. This Feather Race Quasi-Emperor was their race's strongest living expert, a formidable being of the Quasi-Emperor Fourth Heaven.
Among the Spirit Immortal Race, someone also called out to their ancestor in overwhelming delight. "Ancestor Ling Li!"
Ancestor Ling Li was likewise the strongest figure of the Spirit Immortal Race. His strength had reached the terrifying peak of the Quasi-Emperor Fifth Heaven. He remained sealed within divine source almost all the time, rarely emerging except on special occasions.
The Feather Race Quasi-Emperor beat his enormous, pure-white wings. Sacred radiance shone from behind him, captivating those who saw it and drawing them into its spell, until they almost regarded him as the sole god in their hearts.
This was the sacred halo innate to the Feather Race, especially pronounced in cultivators with purer bloodlines and higher cultivation.
The Feather Race ancestor was clearly such a figure. Cultivators with profound cultivation could still resist this maddening allure, but the gazes of the weaker cultivators had changed as they looked at him.
"What a terrifying, uncanny allure!" Ye Fan's heart trembled. Even he had nearly lost control of his mind and become a follower of the Feather Race Quasi-Emperor.
He was an unparalleled Heavenly Prodigy, almost invincible among those of his realm. Yet even he had lost himself for an instant, let alone cultivators with lower cultivation.
Ye Fan looked around. Aside from him, several other top Heavenly Prodigies of the Human Race Ancient Road also quickly broke free of that entranced state.
Their expressions were little different from Ye Fan's, all looking grim.