At the main seat.
With a casual wave of his hand, Ye Feng made everyone feel a cool breeze flowing through their bodies, restoring them to normal.
They took a deep breath, looked at Ye Feng, and felt that his personal image had skyrocketed countless times after today.
He was the god of the Shenzhou Continent!
"Everyone, the flies have retreated, let's continue to drink!"
Ye Feng raised his glass to lead the toast and drank first as a gesture of respect.
The crowd, still in a daze, nodded and followed suit, raising their glasses and drinking, but their minds kept replaying the images of Ye Feng forcefully killing the Mist Saint, crippling Saint Emperor Lingwei, and blasting the Destiny Empress away.
The disciples were even more shocked.
If Ye Feng hadn't erupted suddenly, they wouldn't have known that their Sect Master could shatter the Saint Realm.
"In this lifetime, my only role model is Sect Master!"
Some disciples said with fanatic expressions on their faces.
