Li Qiufeng and Wang Qianlan looked at the figure in the sky, their minds completely blank, mouths slightly agape, yet for a moment, they didn't know what to say.
Three years' time.
Although Shen Feng's hair had grown quite a bit, and his facial contours had become more defined, they still recognized him at a glance.
Back then, when Shen Feng dealt with the ten Devouring Blood Demonic Bulls, even though it was quite effortless, he still had to take action personally.
But now, the Cold Ice Snow Wolf, Sword Wing Eagle, and Purple Sky Python—these three types of Monster Beasts—each exuded an aura far surpassing that of the Devouring Blood Demonic Bulls from three years ago.
This horde of formidable Monster Beasts was enough to sweep across the entire Earth.
However, as soon as Shen Feng stepped out from the Gate of Life and Death, these formidable Monster Beasts immediately submitted, lying on the ground without daring to move, their eyes filled with endless fear towards Shen Feng.
