The Three Xiao sisters all turned their gazes toward Patriarch Yang Mei.
All three sisters knew the background of the figure before them.
Although their eldest sister had essentially treated him as a saint born to be her beast of burden, they still held him in awe.
Yang Mei now called himself Patriarch, so naturally he would not display divine abilities at the Dao Ancestor level before them.
But if he was going to guide them,
then the divine ability he used had to far surpass the cultivation of a Quasi-Sage.
The Three Xiao sisters guessed that their eldest sister also wanted to test the mettle of the Space Demon God. Their eldest sister could now judge some of Yang Mei's strength entirely through the profundity of his divine abilities.
Seeing the doubtful expressions on the Three Xiao sisters' faces, Yang Mei did not mind.
The Three Xiao sisters before him ultimately belonged to a saint's lineage. It was perfectly normal for them not to think much of the name Patriarch Yang Mei.
Yang Mei had no interest in lecturing the Three Xiao sisters on grand principles.
He needed no words. He only needed to demonstrate quietly.
With that thought,
Yang Mei gave a slight wave of his hand.
The Three Xiao sisters immediately sensed faint spatial ripples appearing beside Yang Mei's hand.
As expected of the Space Demon God.
Even the direction of his divine ability lay in that domain.
The Three Xiao sisters remained impassive on the surface, but understanding dawned within their hearts.
It had to be said,
the current Space Demon God Yang Mei was as white as a sheet of paper. He could only be precisely handled by their eldest sister, yet the crucial point was that Yang Mei, relying on his cultivation, had no