"Overlord."
Yang Pan stared at the overwhelmingly imposing man on the screen, lost in thought.
Beside him, fighting spirit blazed in Gu Feng's eyes.
"I'm not surprised he entered the Federation, but his cultivation..."
Not just Yang Pan, but A, Gu Feng, and Xian'er all frowned.
They had fought Chun Prefecture before.
Back then, although Gu Feng was no match for Overlord, he could at least put up a fight with thirty-seventy odds.
With the strength Overlord was displaying now, Gu Feng could only trail far behind.
"During the battle at Divine Mountain, Overlord took pills to forcibly raise his cultivation. By rights... his internal organs should have failed." A stroked his chin, looking in confusion at the vigorous Overlord on the screen, who scorned the world. "Now... I couldn't even guarantee I could escape him unscathed."
"He's infinitely close to Nine Awakenings." Gu Feng's heart filled with mixed feelings.
He had fought Overlord all his life.
They knew each other inside out. No one knew better than he did how strong Overlord was now.
Xian'er sighed sincerely. "Thank goodness we made peace with them. Otherwise..."
"Overlord protecting his son, Old Ninth avenging his brothers, Old Eighth fighting for his country." Yang Pan picked up the teacup on the table, the corners of his mouth lifting in a mysterious smile. "This family's true combat strength has never been judged by cultivation."
"If the Holy Arbiter faced the current Overlord, he'd be dismantled into parts in less than five minutes."
As long as someone hurt his son, the combat strength Overlord unleashed... was immeasurable.
"That Mechanical Body of his... looks so familiar." A stared at the Mechanical Body gleaming with a cold black sheen and slapped his thigh. "Eden!"
Overlord's arm had been destroyed, and his body had suffered a backlash.