From the eyes of the crowd, Lin Yi could discern it.
The Martial Emperor, standing in the void, apart from being the strongest of Xiang Wuxing, must also be the master of the planet's consciousness. As for the perfection of his control, Lin Yi could not yet ascertain.
However, judging by his extraordinary aura, it was clear that this guy was incredibly strong.
At least from the Source Power fluctuations emanating from him, his level was above Lin Yi's, with their mastery of the Power of the Primordial seemingly on par.
Holding a lifeless red-haired figure like a dead dog, Lin Yi activated Gale Wings and transformed, ascending gracefully in the wind until he stopped at the same height as the Martial Emperor.
Sunlight cascaded down, illuminating the face of the middle-aged man.
His sharply defined features exuded a faint kingly aura, topped with a dark gold, intricately carved crown, exuding poise without losing dignity.
The glint in his eyes pierced straight into one's soul.
