From the starry sky to the great world, that distance was mere face-to-face proximity.
As for her father's Tao Cultivation…
Ji Feixue couldn't be certain, sometimes he seemed as ordinary as a Scholar, even inferior to a common mortal. Yet at other times, his dominance was unparalleled.
The last time they met, he actually stole the Ancestor's Fingerbone from the Dragon clan. When three adult Divine God Dragons from the clan mobilized against him, they couldn't subdue him—Meng Xiao's presence in that battle was just to make up numbers, insignificant.
Back then, her father hadn't engaged so directly like today, but instead fought through a wooden carving.
Any one of those three adult dragons surpassed Feng Si. Together, they roamed the All Heavens and Myriad Realms unmatched.
Her father's combat power was at least equal to that of an Avatar of the Big Freedom Bodhisattva.
"Is he… here to save the two of us?" Su He whispered.
