"Kind of, I guess."
Even though Brother Cheng's current power made handling Immortal Emperors no big deal, he didn't truly consider himself an Immortal Emperor.
After all, he hadn't yet gained recognition from any Heart of Rule, nor become the Dominator of any rule.
Kind of?
Han Ling interpreted it as being a hair's breadth away from a Quasi-Emperor.
In her view, this was already incredibly formidable.
Enough to make everyone in the Snow Spirit Sect look up to him.
Moments later, Han Rong, Han Zhuo, and other experts from the Snow Spirit Sect hurried over.
Upon seeing the scene, everyone's expressions were inexplicably colorful.
"Pu Feng!"
"Liu Xi!"
"What are they doing here?"
"Has the Jisheng Sect launched a massive invasion?"
"Who let this information leak!"
With their own rear mountain sacred ground infiltrated like a sieve, one can imagine how they felt.
Han Rong was both shocked and enraged.
This was no trivial matter.
