Hiss!
I don't believe a damn thing you're saying!
It has nothing to do with you?
Do you really think all the big shots here are three-year-olds?
Not far away, Yan Kehang lay sprawled on the ground, his tongue lolling out, his body twitching occasionally. No idea if he was dead or alive!
But one thing's clear: he's definitely out of commission for now.
And this guy was supposedly a Sixth Rank Martial Arts Expert at the Martial Saint level?
Before the Soul Hall bosses showed up to boost everyone's strength, Martial Saint Realm experts were basically invincible in the Secular World. Even in the Ancient Martial World, they'd be top-tier figures.
And yet, such a powerhouse couldn't even so much as graze Ye Fan's clothes with a full-force strike?
Isn't this just a little too absurd?
"Patriarch Wen, something doesn't feel right here!"
A Family Head standing beside Wen Cheng stepped back cautiously, glancing nervously at Ye Fan.
