The tall man and the other three were as pale as paper.
The power Hua Yunfei wielded was beyond their understanding. What level of power was this?
The Yaokui Sect had Demon Kui Old Ancestor backing it—a Quasi Immortal King! Yet he had been slapped to death just like that.
Before this, they never would have dared imagine that a Quasi Immortal King could die so easily.
Han Li looked at Xia Qiuer. "Junior Sister, what cultivation level does your Senior Brother have?"
Xia Qiuer gazed at Hua Yunfei's profile. "No one can match his cultivation."
Han Li froze. Seeing the way Xia Qiuer looked at Hua Yunfei, how could he not understand?
It was the same way he looked at Xia Qiuer.
And yet, he couldn't bring himself to feel even a trace of jealousy.
Perhaps the gap between him and Hua Yunfei was so vast that he didn't even have the right to be jealous.
Han Li shook his head with a smile. He could only bury his feelings for her completely and never speak of them again.
"You killed everyone from the Yaokui Sect who was outside the sect?" The tall man's eyes widened.
"Other than you four, not a single remnant of the Yaokui Sect remains." Hua Yunfei finished speaking, and the bodies of the four men slowly dissolved into wisps of smoke. They could only watch helplessly as they vanished.
"No... Don't..."
The four men struggled violently, overcome with terror.
"Who... are you?"
They died with that question unanswered, never understanding who the Yaokui Sect had provoked.
"Senior Brother Wu... have all the Yaokui Sect's cultivators outside the sect really fallen?" Han Li hurriedly asked.
"Mm." Hua Yunfei nodded.
"Gasp!" Han Li sucked in a sharp breath, his expression shifting again and again.
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