Time Wheel Space.
On the Central Province Continent, atop a peak ten thousand fathoms high, within a mist-shrouded space at its summit.
There was actually a bustling marketplace, alive with the clamor of voices.
The figures coming and going along its streets included both Human Race and Demon Race martial artists.
Although the Human and Demon Races had not yet become completely opposed, relations were tense, and conflicts often broke out.
But this marketplace had several mighty experts from both races backing it.
It was one of the few marketplaces on the Central Province Continent where high-level martial artists of both races could purchase resources and exchange information.
Thus, no one dared fight here, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
At that moment, inside a teahouse in the center of the marketplace.
A group of martial artists from both races were drinking tea and chatting.
"Hey, have you heard? Taiching Daoist made a move in the north, fighting a long-renowned mighty expert from the Demon Race's Nine-Infant Clan.
"I heard Taiching Daoist suppressed that demon expert with just one hand."
"Taiching Daoist is far too powerful. It hasn't even been ten years since he attained the Source Venerable Realm, has it?"
Hearing this discussion, a Demon Race martial artist felt he had lost face before the humans.
He immediately dropped another bombshell.
"What's so impressive about that? That newly ascended 'Dragon Emperor' of the Dragon Race, from our Demon Race's divine beast faction.
"A few days ago, he wiped out a human sect that profited from slaughtering our Demon Race.
"Its sect master was also a long-renowned mighty expert, yet the Dragon Emperor killed them all single-handedly.
"Doesn't that make him stronger than Taiching Daoist?"
The Human and Demon Race martial artists present argued endlessly over whether Taiching Daoist or