"That Chu Feng is truly remarkable. After so many years, the human race has finally produced someone capable of competing with the younger generation of our Ancient Elves," an elder with a scar on his left cheek remarked, gazing in the direction Chu Feng had departed.
"Competing? That Chu Feng? Elder Mo Xu, you think far too highly of him," the young man snorted lightly. Though he had witnessed Chu Feng's capabilities, he did not take Chu Feng seriously at all.
"Young Master Yuyin, if you were to fight that Chu Feng, how confident would you be in winning?" the elder called Mo Xu asked.
"Hmph, how confident? Naturally, ten out of ten," the man called Yuyin snorted softly before answering with great confidence.
"Ten out of ten? But that Chu Feng, even without relying on his treasure, was able to battle a first-grade Martial Emperor." Elder Mo Xu's brow furrowed slightly, clearly not entirely convinced.
"If you don't believe me, I'll find an opportunity to fight him. Then you'll see my strength for yourself." With those words, Young Master Yuyin turned and walked away.
"Sigh, Young Master Yuyin is certainly gifted beyond the ordinary, but his temperament is far too arrogant, far too conceited."
"And now, with geniuses emerging one after another in the human race, it truly seems as if the rumors are correct — it is an era where Emperors are about to appear."
"If things continue like this, with Young Master Yuyin's temperament, I'm afraid he'll suffer for it." A look of worry surfaced in Elder Mo Xu's eyes.
"Brother Mo Xu, I think you're worrying too much. Young Master Yuyin may be overly conceited, but he has the strength to back it up. You probably don't know this yet — he's about to break through to second-grade Martial Emperor," another fair-faced elder said.
"Brother Mo Wen, are you serious about that?" Elder Mo Xu was visibly shocked upon hearing this.
"Of course. Young Master Yuyin will likely reclaim his position as the number one junior of our Ancient Elves."
"Think about it — ever since Her Highness the Princess stepped into the Martial Emperor realm half a year ago, the number one junior position has belonged to her. Now, it will finally return to Young Master Yuyin." Elder Mo Wen was quite pleased when mentioning this, seemingly favoring the idea of Young Master Yuyin becoming the strongest junior among the Ancient Elves.
"Young Master Yuyin's talent goes without saying — otherwise, how could he have held the position of our Ancient Elves' number one junior for so long? However, it's a pity that Her Highness the Princess has grown. I'm afraid Young Master Yuyin will never have the chance to reclaim the top spot, and for all eternity, he'll only ever be number two." Elder Mo Xu said with a faint smile.
"Are you suggesting that...?" Elder Mo Wen's face filled with surprise upon hearing this.
"That's right. Her Highness the Princess is already a second-grade Martial Emperor." Elder Mo Xu nodded.
"Haha, Her Highness the Princess truly lives up to expectations."
"This era is indeed one where Emperors are about to appear — but the Emperons of this era will no longer belong to the human race. They will be from our Ancient Elves." Upon hearing this, Elder Mo Wen's face lit up with joy as well.
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While most people were still lingering, reliving the spectacular moments from the confrontation between Chu Feng's group and the four clans, the truly powerful figures had already departed one after another. The supreme experts of the Three Palaces were among them.
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At the Heavenly Dao Palace, the leading elder was a third-grade Martial Emperor. Accompanying him were three individuals — two were also Heavenly Dao Palace elders, though their cultivation was below his at second-grade Martial Emperor. The remaining one was a disciple, none other than the Heavenly Dao Palace's foremost disciple, the head of the Heavenly Generals — Leng Yue.
"Leng Yue, you truly were defeated by that Chu Feng, weren't you?" the leading elder asked.
"This disciple is incompetent and has disgraced the Heavenly Dao Palace's reputation. I humbly beg the elder to punish me," Leng Yue said, his face full of shame.
"Punish you? It's not that you're incompetent — it's that Chu Feng is simply too formidable. That boy is truly extraordinary. I've lived for seven thousand nine hundred and thirty-seven years, and I've seen so many people I've lost count, yet this is the first time I've encountered such a powerful young one. When I say young, I mean someone under a hundred years of age — and he can't even be thirty yet, can he?" the elder sighed with emotion.
"Elder, that boy dared to lay a hand on Leng Yue — he truly doesn't take our Heavenly Dao Palace seriously at all. Shall I go and kill that Chu Feng?" a second-grade Martial Emperor suggested.
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"Do you want to kill Chu Feng, or do you want the treasures on his body?" the elder asked.
"Elder, I was only trying to—"
"No need to say more. You think I don't know what's on your mind?" Before the man could finish, the elder shot him a glare.