That Immortal Emperor, like Bing Ning, possessed an Immortal Spirit Body and even at the moment of his fall, he entered the fourth stage of the Immortal Spirit Body, reaching the peak of Immortal Emperor, just one step away from becoming an Immortal Emperor.
Unfortunately, he was ultimately too gravely injured and could not change the outcome of his demise.
As Xiao Chen was immersed in remembrance, he suddenly saw hundreds of powerful Sword Qi streaking across the sky from afar, causing the heavens and earth to lose color and the ground to quake.
"Hmm?"
Xiao Chen's brow furrowed at the sight, and he swept out his hand with an imposing aura.
Boom, boom, boom!
The killing Sword Qi was all swept away by the aura, failing to shake Xiao Chen's stance by even a step.
"Old friends are visiting, is this the Spirit Race's way of hospitality?" Xiao Chen's clear voice spread far and wide, rippling to miles beyond.
