It was Duan Feihong!
"With me here today, you cannot kill him!" Duan Feihong spoke with great confidence.
For he had completed his transformation.
He had long since broken through from the eleventh layer of the Mahayana Emperor Realm to the twelfth layer.
It might have been only one layer, but that layer was an entire heaven apart.
It was the difference between incompletion and perfection.
No one knew how powerful Duan Feihong was now, but he certainly ranked among the top five.
Perhaps he had even reached the top three, or possibly first or second!
For Duan Feihong belonged to the Human Race, whose combat prowess became increasingly outstanding as their cultivation rose.
"Duan Feihong!" Demon Emperor Hollow stood in the void and turned around. He stared at Duan Feihong, smiled calmly, and said, "Wang Dun has already escaped. No matter what, I will not let this He Pingsheng escape!"
"Do you think the Phoenix Race failed to take you into account?"
"Rest assured, it would have been abnormal if you hadn't come to stop me today!"
Hum, hum, hum...
The next instant, a black spiked club suddenly appeared in Demon Emperor Hollow's hand.
The moment the club appeared, an extraordinary aura swept out from it.
He Pingsheng looked at the club, his pupils contracting slightly. Was this... a Mystic Heaven Spirit Treasure?
Good grief, this fellow Demon Emperor Hollow actually possessed two Mystic Heaven Spirit Treasures?
These were Imperial Armaments!
"Duan Feihong, I wonder whether you have an Imperial Armament?"
"Take this!"
Boom...
Demon Emperor Hollow bellowed. The black spiked club in his hand expanded with a thunderous roar, becoming a thousand zhang long in the void before plunging toward the top of Duan Feihong's head.
Seeing this, Duan Feihong breathed a sigh of relief.
For he had