lthough they had been astonished by Meng Hao multiple times, they couldn’t prevent themselves from once again being completely moved.
“Are those… Soul Lamps!?”
“Fang Hao is powerful to an incomprehensible degree! He… he actually caused illusory Soul Lamps to appear!!”
“It might just be illusory, but those are definitely Soul Lamps!”
Conversations buzzed through various regions of the Ninth Mountain and Sea.
In the Kunlun Society, Chu Yuyan had been staring at Meng Hao this whole time, watching as he opened one Immortal meridian after another. Her face was flushed, and her eyes shone with a bright light.
Meng Hao had long since become indelibly imprinted onto her heart.
Pill Demon stood off to the side, smiling as all of the Kunlun Society looked at the illusory image, gasping. He shook his head, and his smile was filled with kindness.
“To be surpassed by one’s own disciple… I guess it counts as a joyful occasion too,” he thought.
At the same time, Planet East Victory was in a huge commotion. The members of the Fang Clan watched the scene with wide eyes. Fang Xiushan staggered backward several paces. From the moment Meng Hao’s Immortal Tribulation had begun, he had been shocked over and over to the point where he was on the verge of collapse.
“Impossible. Simply impossible….” He almost couldn’t believe that he was looking at the dim lamps behind Meng Hao.
Fang Wei hovered in midair. Although he didn’t say anything, his body was trembling, and his determination to fight Meng Hao was rapidly waning.
The Grand Elder was as shocked as a wooden chicken, and his mind was reeling.
“I really was… mistaken.” It was at this point that he finally gave voice to the feeling that he had been suppressing in his heart for so long.