Such thrilling and exhilarating words, all filled with hope.
Feng Wuchen's words carried an overwhelming domineering aura!
Blood Demon, enduring the agonizing pain of losing his right arm, glared fiercely at Feng Wuchen and asked, "How could your cultivation become so powerful?"
Blood Demon's question voiced what everyone was thinking.
Everyone wanted to know what exactly happened to Feng Wuchen, and what caused him to instantaneously move from the Eighth Fold of Divinity Transformation Realm to the Third Turn Realm.
"Get lost!"
Feng Wuchen suddenly roared in anger, his terrifying murderous aura, almost tangible, instilled immense fear.
Blood Demon and Sanhun, among others, were so terrified that they scattered their souls, not daring to linger for a moment, and dissolved into black mist to escape.
A single word "get lost" immensely satisfied everyone.
