Duan Feihong, dressed in a scarlet Daoist robe, landed on the plaza of the Stone Terrace Heavenly Ladder, his figure strikingly conspicuous.
He sat cross-legged in midair with his eyes closed.
His face was pale, but he said nothing and spoke to no one.
Only a treasured sword hovered behind his back, slowly revolving without pause. Waves of heaven-piercing sword intent rippled from it, enveloping the space within a hundred zhang of Duan Feihong.
"Is that a Great Emperor of the Human Race?"
"Duan Feihong!"
"Ranked eleventh in combat strength!"
"They say he's moved up to tenth now that the Vermilion Bird Demon Emperor has ascended!"
"Is he strong?"
"Very strong!"
"Why is he here?"
"Why else? He's obviously here to back the Human Race. They finally managed to produce two geniuses, so naturally Duan Feihong came to serve as their Wallbreaker!"
"But why do I feel like something's wrong with him? He looks injured!"
"His face is frighteningly pale, too!"
Everyone buzzed with discussion!
Just then, the Phoenix Race's Seventh Elder, Demon Emperor Hollow, Golden Crow Demon Emperor Zhu Zhengyan, and the others flew out of the Great Hall and arrived at the plaza.
"Duan Feihong, you actually came?"
The Seventh Elder frowned.
The original plan had been to stop Duan Feihong and keep him from coming here.
Now he was here.
The Human Race now had a Wallbreaker!
How could they stop He Pingsheng now?
"Y-you... your cultivation... you broke through?" The Phoenix Race's Seventh Elder swept his divine sense over Duan Feihong, and his voice immediately trembled with fright.
He discovered that Duan Feihong's cultivation had already reached the twelfth layer of the Mahayana Emperor Realm.
The pinnacle.
In other words, this fellow had broken through his bottleneck?
Then... given the Human Race's bonus to combat strength