Hearing Evil Buddha Wang De's words, Old Dragon Li Gao chuckled.
"This dragon isn't blind. Back then, that brat slaughtered those Ninth-Order Great Demons from the Archaic Realm in the secret realm as easily as if he were playing..."
Evil Buddha Wang De and Ji Feng turned to look at Su Fan.
In terms of individual combat power, Human Race cultivators truly couldn't compare with those Ninth-Order Great Demons of the primordial wilderness.
Because Su Fan hadn't spread the images of him slaughtering those Ninth-Order Great Demons near the True Dragon Remnant, Evil Buddha Wang De and Ji Feng knew nothing about it.
Old Dragon Li Gao rose from his recliner and walked over with a look of disdain.
"You little reptiles hadn't even been born yet when this dragon had already gone through countless vicious battles and great wars. Do you really think I can't see through this brat's strength..."
Hearing Li Gao say this, Su Fan actually felt his blood begin to surge.
He had already felt indignant toward those Celestial Race cultivators from the Great World, but after repeatedly seeing the fear on Qin Yu, Old Wang, and Ji Feng's faces, he had been influenced quite a bit as well.
The reactions of those few had also caused a trace of fear to arise in Su Fan's heart.
Yet Old Dragon Li Gao's words just now had given him considerable confidence.
After all, the True Dragon clan had long lifespans, and Li Gao's experience was certainly beyond anything the others could compare with.
Although the True Dragon clan was arrogant and narcissistic, always carrying itself with an overbearing sense of superiority, it was indeed especially irritating.
But one could call it irritating; one couldn't call it useless.
"Senior, Su Fan is only at the Void Refining Stage.