"Yuan Fei, King Yuan's disciple?!"
At Hua Yunfei's words, Venerable Master Qingming, Dongfang Qingyue, and the others frowned. Clearly, none of them had heard of this person.
King Yuan had indeed had disciples, more than one, but they seemed to have all fallen in battle alongside him.
Could one of his disciples still be alive?
"You came here today to humiliate our Yuanyang Realm, but what else did you want? To obstruct our rise? Or to take control of the Yuanyang Realm outright?"
"Or perhaps..."
The Yuan Fei whom Hua Yunfei had transformed into was tall and powerfully built, his red hair flying wildly. His eyes radiated utter dominance beneath his chiseled brow, while power raged around him.
He swept his gaze over Venerable Master Qingming, Dongfang Qingyue, and everyone present. His domineering eyes were so aggressive that not one person dared meet them. "Or perhaps you really are plotting against Senior True Spirit, hoping to sever our Yuanyang Realm's roots and utterly destroy its path to resurgence?"
No one answered!
Whether it was Venerable Master Qingming, the eminent monk of the Xumi Buddhist Realm, Dongfang Qingyue, the fairy of the Misty Sect, or any of the other powerful cultivators, all of them unconsciously lowered their heads.
Their guilty consciences stirred!
Hua Yunfei's overwhelming presence exposed their guilt, leaving them afraid to face him!
Especially with Hua Yunfei still holding Mo Tian's bloodied head. It pushed his intimidation to its peak, leaving them under mountain-crushing pressure.
"This man... is a monster!"
The hearts of the powerful cultivators present trembled violently. They were utterly shocked, horrified by Hua Yunfei's strength.
They could sense that Hua Yunfei was also a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, yet the pressure he exerted was simply too overwhelming. They even felt as though they were facing not a Quasi-Immortal