Yang Fei attempted to make this pure True Yuan his own, but after a moment he gave up.
The True Yuan was too domineering, too unruly to tame; with his current strength, it was very difficult to subdue and convert into his own.
Having no alternative, he could only release it, slamming his palm into the ground.
The floor was covered with marble tiles.
As the pure True Yuan was emitted from Yang Fei's palm, it turned into an arrow of substance and drilled into the ground.
"Puff!"
The marble floor cracked open with a hollow.
Yang Fei was deeply moved, "Such strong True Yuan!"
Tang Zhenbang also cried out in astonishment, "So domineering!"
Yang Fei's expression turned slightly grave as he glanced at Tang Zhenbang and said, "The fact that you offended that person and did not die is already fortunate."
Heart still racing, Tang Zhenbang nodded and said, "Mhm, indeed he spared my life."
Yang Fei said no more and walked away to open the door.
