Sima Qianyu felt his scalp go numb. Looking at his niece beside him, he asked, "Ling'er, do you know what level Yan Shuangfei—uh, Captain Yan's cultivation has reached?"
Sima Ling shook her head. "Second Uncle, Ling'er doesn't know. All I know is that he's very formidable.
When he killed Ghost Hand Liu San and that band of bandits earlier, the cultivations of the bandits' three leaders had all reached the King Realm, yet he took them on alone."
"Martial King Realm?"
Sima Qianyu sucked in a cold breath, his voice trembling slightly.
"Ling'er, you must understand that after Hua Chongyang took the Blood Burst Pill, his cultivation had already reached the Half-Step Martial Emperor Realm.
Yet under Yan Shuangfei's hands, he could not even last a single exchange.
That young man's strength is a dimensional crushing blow against him. I suspect his power has already reached the Martial Emperor Realm.
An expert of the Martial Emperor Realm has emerged among our Imperial Guards. The Imperial Guards may be about to undergo a complete upheaval.
If His Majesty learns of Captain Yan's strength, he will certainly promote and make great use of him."
Sima Ling was also stunned by her second uncle's words. The Martial Emperor Realm—that was a legendary realm. Across the entire Great Yan Dynasty, Martial Emperor Realm experts were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns. Every one of them could command a region and be revered by tens of thousands.
She had cultivated bitterly for years only to barely touch the threshold of the Martial King Realm. Compared with him, the gap between them was simply heaven and earth.
At this moment, Hua Chongyang had completely descended into madness.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a vicious ghost as he stared fixedly at Yan