Whether it was the core members of the Jueming Divine Palace, the leadership of various factions, or the Elders of the Council of Elders, everyone was stunned by the scene unfolding before them.
Chen Feifei and the other Ninth-Turn Immortals wore grave expressions. To be able to single-handedly withstand the combined onslaught of Lu Fengshen, the Black Sun First Emperor, Shi Xinghai, and a host of Ninth-Turn powerhouses for even a moment—to what extent had the Little Red Lotus Immortal’s strength grown?
At that moment, the melody played by the Little Red Lotus Immortal became increasingly frantic. Her complexion turned pale, and a sudden flush of red surged to her face. A thin trail of bright crimson blood slowly seeped from the corner of her mouth.
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