Xuan Xiaochao, You Tonghan, and Fu Fengming were all there. They were conversing in secret, and chatting quite merrily. But, one could still tell there seemed to be something that pressured them heavily.
Other than the three of them, there were many others who he knew of: the Ten Gold-cloak Brothers, Water King, Fire King, Earth King… In reality, all five Elemental Kings were present.
Of the five Elemental Kings, the strongest one was the Gold King—he was a rank three Martial King.
Of course, the ones with the greatest statuses, who possessed the commanding power to call so many members here, were of course the Three Protectors.
You Mingdeng—Chu Feng had seen him before. He naturally recognized this old bastard who held animosity towards him.
He was sitting on a chair made out of Spirit Formations. He appeared to be quite at ease, and by his side were two other people sitting as well.
One was a woman who had a bewitching figure and heavy makeup, while her body exuded an odd fragrance. She looked middle-aged, but everyone knew she was an old granny who’d lived for nearly two hundred years.
The other one was a white-haired old man who wore simple but fitting cloth clothing. He appeared quite ordinary, but within his gentle eyes was an indescribable fierceness. It let people know he was no kind pushover.
Needless to say, those two were the two other Protectors of the Crippling Night Demon Sect—respectively Xuan Xiaochao’s master, Xue Xiyue, and Fu Fengming’s master, Fu Liansheng.
Both of their cultivation was really high—they were the same as You Mingdeng, rank four Martial Kings. Their lips were moving slightly at that moment, but they let out no sound. They were clearly using mental messages for some sort of discussion.
However, rather than concentrating on these famous people, Chu Feng’s gaze was focused more on the center of the palace, because there was one thing that lay there: a large black sword with an overbearing aura—it was the Royal Armament, the Demon Sealing Sword.
Chu Feng was now a person who possessed a Royal Armament. So, when he had a second glance at this Demon Sealing Sword, he could feel its power. This Royal Armament indeed deserved to be called the King of Royal Armaments. An ordinary one was truly no match for the power this sword contained.
“The quality of this Royal Armament is definitely the highest possible. If I’m not mistaken, the person who made it is unlikely a Martial King, but a Martial Emperor. Only a Royal Armament made by a Martial Emperor can hold such quality,” Eggy said.
“A Royal Armament forged by a Martial Emperor, huh? That does make sense. The difference in strength between a Martial King and Martial Emperor is like the heaven and earth. Their comprehension in cultivation is on a completely different level.
“Although they are both creating Royal Armaments, there’s an enormous disparity in quality. If a Martial King’s Royal Armament more or less has imperfections, then a Martial Emperor’s Royal Armament will be absolutely perfect.” Chu Feng nodded, agreeing with Eggy.