"And this time, by my master's order, I have come to persuade Immortal Wind Civilization to surrender..."
Ling Miaomiao's final words were like a thunderclap.
"What? Ling Miaomiao, you actually acknowledged a Human Race member as your master?"
Another grand elder of the Piaomiao Sect, a mid-level Void God, was a plump, kind-looking old man.
Yet he had the hottest temper of them all. His name was True Fire Void God.
He immediately could not help but rebuke her.
Some of the Piaomiao Sect's upper echelon and powerful experts nearby also began whispering among themselves.
As the Piaomiaozi of Immortal Wind Civilization and its representative among the stars, Ling Miaomiao carried the Piaomiao Sect's prestige.
Now that she had acknowledged a Human Race martial artist as her master, some experts expressed extreme dissatisfaction.
Others,
were shocked by Ye Fan's martial strength.
A Human Race martial artist barely in his twenties actually possessed terrifying combat power comparable to Immortal Wind Venerable, the founder of their civilization.
Of course,
they also knew
that Ye Fan's current realm
was merely the Limit Demigod Realm.
They truly could not imagine how much his strength would soar after he condensed a Godhead and became a Void God!
"Silence."
The Piaomiao Sect's ancestor pressed down on the air with his palm.
The scene immediately fell silent.
His first reaction had also been anger at Ling Miaomiao's actions.
But upon careful thought,
if Ling Miaomiao had not submitted to that super genius of the Human Race, Ye Fan, she would likely have perished long ago.
Moreover,
he had lived for over a thousand years and experienced countless ages, so his knowledge was naturally extensive.
He understood even better the principle that fortune rests upon disaster, and disaster lurks within fortune.
This matter that seemed to have brought