Previously, no one had heard of Ye Feng.
But now, the whole world knows of Ye Feng after a single battle.
From the leaders of the major forces down to the common cultivators, all had heard the legend of Ye Feng.
Jiaoyang Holy City.
The City Lord's hand shook slightly as he held his teacup.
"Incredible, truly incredible!"
He didn't know what words to use to describe it.
Ye Feng's strength was really too powerful.
As far as he knew, Ye Feng had once entered the Holy Temple of the Eighteen Ancient Clans, which meant he was not over thirty years old.
To reach the level of a Quasi-Saint at such an age was truly terrifying.
"No wonder the Lord Ancient Saint supported Ye Feng, perhaps, this is the real reason."
The City Lord said in a deep voice.
Jiaoyang Realm.
Yuzhu knelt on a purple and gold cushion, head lowered, waiting for a response from the existence within that ancient Holy Temple.
After a long time.
