The so-called great emperors refer to those masters who are at the peak of god kings and are only half a step away from reaching the realm of gods.
Even in the entire human race, there are only a few.
But now, it is actually used by Yutian Temple to guard the door.
"Haha, Luo Ji, we haven't seen you for a long time."
"Where is the Lord of Holy Light City? Why hasn't he come?"
The old man looked peaceful, and the light from his whole body was not strong, just like an ordinary Yutian clan member.
Despite this, Shen Chenfeng did not dare to look down upon him, or even look at him.
A master at the level of an emperor, with infinite power.
He was afraid of attracting the other party's attention and thus revealing his identity.
"Old Quan, the Lord of Holy Light City is currently fighting against humans and has no time to spare, so he can only let me lead the team myself."
Luo Ji looked dignified and was full of respect for the old man.
"I heard that Luo Ping died on the battlefield this time, and the Great Elder was extremely angry."
"In order to appease the anger of the great elder, the Lord of Holy Light City vowed to give the great elder a young man who is even better than Luo Ping."
"That young man must be you?"
The old man smiled and looked at Shen Chenfeng.
Shen Chenfeng secretly screamed, but it was too late to escape.
In an instant, the air solidified.
When Shen Chenfeng met the old man's gaze, his whole body stiffened.
In a daze, he felt like he was standing in a deserted world far away.
A vague and terrifying god was sitting on the clouds, looking down at him with extremely cold eyes.
An unprecedented awe arose in Shen Chenfeng's heart, driving him to kneel down to the god.
But Shen Chenfeng gritted his teeth and remained motionless.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Shen Chenfeng's body was already wet with sweat.
Luo Ji's sweet voice finally sounded and said: "Old Quan, this man's name is Chen Feng. He is a hero of our Holy Light City. What do you think?"
"Chen Feng?"
Mr. Quan stared at Shen Chenfeng, his eyes becoming cold.
Shen Chenfeng suddenly felt a sudden increase in pressure, as if the whole world was pressing on him, trying to crush him to death.
"Did Mr. Quan see through my identity?"
Shen Chenfeng gritted his teeth, trying to kill the fish.
Quan Lao suddenly withdrew his gaze, his expression became cold, and said: "Yes, this person is indeed much better than Luo Ping. However, his cultivation level is a bit too low. This time the Holy Son Trial, there are many masters. Whether he can win the position of the Holy Son depends on his destiny."
"With Mr. Quan's words, I feel relieved."
Luo Ji smiled slightly, seemingly full of confidence in Shen Chenfeng.
"Okay, the trial of the Holy Son is about to begin, so don't waste your time with me."
Mr. Quan waved his hand, and a huge portal appeared in front of several people.
"In that case, we're leaving."
Luo Ji took the three of them and turned around and walked into the portal.
When the light flashed, they appeared on a huge square.
The whole square is made of white jade. Under the refraction of the sun, the whole body emits white light, giving people an extremely sacred feeling.
In the center of the square, there stands a huge statue.
But what surprised Shen Chenfeng was that the statue was not carved with a figure, but with a square divine sword.
This divine sword is extremely beautifully carved.
With just one glance, Shen Chenfeng could feel that there was an infinite killing aura coming towards his face, trying to drown him.
"Lord Luo Ji, the great elder is waiting in the temple now."
"Please follow me."
The three people appeared in the square, and a holy envoy came immediately.
Luo Ji nodded, followed the holy envoy, and said, "Have all the other main cities arrived?"
"Except for Shengwu City, the other main cities have basically arrived."
The holy envoy didn't look back and said with a cold expression.
Several people walked through a corridor and came to a continuous palace.
This palace is like a mountain peak, layer by layer, row upon row, shrouded in holy light, accompanied by melodious and sweet sounds, making people feel like they are in a fairyland.
However, Shen Chenfeng was not in the mood to enjoy this beautiful scenery.
Now he was thinking about a question in his mind.
That Mr. Quan, as an emperor-level expert, must have seen through his true face since he noticed him.
After all, the Qianhuan Mask is just a middle-grade Taoist artifact.
Even if he could hide it from a master at the level of a God King, he would never be able to hide it from the eyes of the Great Emperor.
But Mr. Quan had already figured out his identity, so why didn't he say anything to reveal it.
Even let him enter the Yutian Temple?
Shen Chenfeng frowned, puzzled.
At this time, several people had arrived in front of the highest palace.
"arrive."
"The Great Elder and all the city lords are in Yutian Palace at this time. Please invite Lord Luo Ji to come in."
The holy envoy gave an explanation and turned around to leave.
Luo Ji took a deep breath and walked into the hall.
A series of extremely powerful gazes, like sharp swords, stabbed at several people.
"Luo Ji, you are late."
A burly old man wearing a red robe sat in the deepest part of the hall.
His gaze was like a blazing fire, as if it was going to burn everything.
"Great Elder, Holy Light City is currently at war with humans, so it is understandable that we are late."
A middle-aged man wearing a black robe said with a smile.
"In the past two years, Holy Light City has become increasingly worse."
"Not only did they fail to capture the Canyon of the Dead, but even Holy Son Luo Ping was injured on the battlefield."
"If it doesn't work, let the Lord of Holy Light City replace him."
A burly, slightly fat middle-aged man said with a hostile face.
This person is the Lord of Shengyao City, and he and the Lord of Holy Light City are mortal enemies.
Now when I seize the opportunity, I will naturally show no mercy.
"Lord Shengyao City, there is something wrong with what you said."
"The death of Holy Son Luo Ping was just an accident. No one expected it. How could the Lord of Holy Light City be blamed?"
Luo Ji's face suddenly turned cold and she said coldly to the Lord of Shengyao City.
"nonsense."
"Holy Son Luo Ping died in your Holy Light City. It's not the Lord of the Holy Light City's fault. Is it our fault?"
The Lord of Shengyao City looked disdainful and wanted to say something.
"enough."
The great elder's face was gloomy, and his voice was filled with surging anger, and he said: "Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists. Since Luo Ping is dead, we can only blame him for his lack of academic skills, and no one else can blame him. This matter ends here, who of you? No further discussion is allowed.”
"yes."
Luo Ji felt awe-struck and quickly bowed her hands.
The Lord of Shengyao City had a sneer on his face, but he still refused to let go, saying: "I heard that your Holy Light City has found a young man who is better than Luo Ping. But I don't think this person is better than Luo Ping. Low?"
"Is it possible that this is the talent you are looking for?"
As the voice fell, countless eyes fell on Shen Chenfeng.
