Peng Yue was overjoyed and wanted nothing more than to throw back his head and howl, venting the frustration in his heart.
He truly never imagined that he would have a day like this!
He had thought this would be a life-or-death calamity, but unexpectedly, he had survived and gained a fortuitous opportunity!
Both the Sword God Breathing Method and the Taiqing Breathing Method were incredibly profound, reaching an unimaginable level of wonder and mystery—far beyond Peng Yue's imagination!
It was like a loach that had lived forever in the mud suddenly flying into the sky and seeing the vastness of the world at a glance!
The power of these Breathing Methods had broadened Peng Yue's horizons. While he grew even more awed by Han Xin, he also became increasingly curious and respectful toward Ding Ling.
That was because Han Xin had once said privately, "I am far inferior to the Young Master!"
The Young Master naturally referred to Ding Ling.
Peng Yue now followed Han Xin in addressing Ding Ling as the Young Master. But Han Xin was already unbelievably formidable—could he truly be far inferior to Ding Ling?
Peng Yue found it hard to believe.
But once, he had happened to see Ding Ling roasting meat. With a casual wave of his hand, flames had appeared out of thin air.
The sight had nearly made Peng Yue fall to his knees!
He was so shocked that he immediately honored Ding Ling as a divine being!
It was also from that day onward.
Toward Ding Ling,
Peng Yue felt genuine reverence from the bottom of his heart!
Whenever Ding Ling pointed somewhere, Peng Yue struck there. He simply did not dare to argue or resist.
Even Han Xin could effortlessly cut through a hundred-man formation. As for Ding Ling's