(ps: There is still one more update, later.)
Aifuniya smiled. "Anjiayeva, this is Lord Yang Feng. I was able to reach this place safely entirely thanks to Lord Yang Feng's strength."
Anjiayeva neither fawned nor acted haughty as she bowed to Yang Feng. "So you are Lord Yang Feng. Thank you very much for saving Aifuniya."
All the assassins Aifuniya had encountered along the way had been directly crushed to death by Yang Feng. The news had already spread throughout the human race. Everyone guessed that a new ninth-rank powerhouse had risen.
Anjiayeva's father was the Flame King, a Warlock King-level powerhouse, yet even he would not underestimate a ninth-rank Cosmic Sea giant.
Yang Feng smiled calmly. "It was merely a small effort."
Even if a Saint Spirit Warlock-level powerhouse had only their physical strength remaining, crushing powerhouses beneath the Cosmic Sea would still take no effort at all. That was also why Yang Feng had exhausted every means to advance into a Saint Spirit Warlock.
During the Cosmic Tribulation, only Saint Spirit Warlocks could gain even a slight measure of control over their own fate. If they hid in the most remote corners of the universe and lived out their lives in obscurity, they might well escape the Cosmic Tribulation.
Many strange and peculiar races in the Gumana Universe were remnant clans left behind by other universes. Of course, such remnant clans were almost incapable of integrating into the mainstream world and could only decline day by day.
Anjiayeva was the Flame Princess and herself a Universe Light Warlock-level powerhouse. Her guard troop even contained ten Sunlight Warlock-level experts.
Anjiayeva's beautiful eyes shone with a strange light as she took Aifuniya's small hand. "Aifuniya, come to my carriage. Ever since we graduated from the Flame Cloud Ring, we haven't