Ye Ling, expressionless, held a powerful member of the Dark Council, his piercing gaze sweeping over the crowd.
Warriors who met Ye Ling's eyes involuntarily stepped back. This bastard was too strong. Even a strongman of the Dark Council couldn't withstand a single move from him.
"A weak fool shrill as a reptile dares to shout in front of me. Do you really think I'm good-tempered?" Ye Ling sneered coldly.
The Nine Nether Emperor Technique kept casting forth, the pure spiritual power within the Dark Council's strongman being devoured like by a black hole, surging into Ye Ling's body.
In just an instant, Ye Ling's cultivation broke through to the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage, his strength growing even more powerful and unfathomable.
It was indeed tragic for this member of the Dark Council. He was strong, invincible in the mundane world, but his cultivation was barely at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, not even stable yet.
