"Don't worry, I won't let him have a chance to come back here. Since he doesn't treasure the opportunity to live that I gave him, then he can't blame me for being heartless as his elder brother," the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a resolute cold light as he turned and walked out.
Inside Ye Luo's room in Zhonghai, Feng Tian's aura had returned to normal, and the imposing presence of the ninth level of the Saint Realm was completely retracted.
"Are you okay?"
When Feng Tian opened his eyes and saw Ye Luo lying on the ground, his expression changed immediately.
"Oh, I'm fine." Ye Luo quickly shook his head, stood up, and gazing at Feng Tian, he said, "I didn't expect you to be so strong, actually reaching the ninth level of the Saint Realm. You must have been a Hua Yuan Realm expert before, right?"
"No?" Feng Tian shook his head.
"Not?" Ye Luo's eyebrows furrowed.
"Originally, I was at the third level of the Spirit Sea Realm," Feng Tian said.
