Although he was the Wang Family's head, Wang Shihao would not force others.
Not to mention that within the Wang Family, he had the closest relationship with his second and seventh younger brothers.
This was enough to show just how irresistible advancing to the Martial Emperor Realm was for a Martial King with limited talent and potential.
And as a powerful Hidden Family like the Wang Family, how could they possibly lack deathsworn warriors?
As long as he had enough Martial King Pills, Wang Shihao could completely cultivate a large number of Martial Emperors.
Even if those Martial Emperors were only at the first level, once their numbers grew, they would still be terrifying.
Therefore, at this moment, he no longer hesitated. He intended to act against Qin Shaofeng directly, capture him, and at the very least obtain the formula and method for refining Martial King Pills.
However, seeing how determined his father was, Wang Feiran suddenly recalled the feeling he had experienced when probing Qin Shaofeng's realm—the feeling of gazing endlessly upward. A sense of unease rose in his heart.
It seemed that if his father acted against Qin Shaofeng, something bad would happen.
He even had the urge to stop his father.
But Wang Feiran also knew his father's temperament. If he completely voiced his true thoughts—
then not only would he fail to stop his father, he might instead make his father look down on him.
He had stepped into the Xiantian Realm at twelve, cultivated to the Xiantian Grandmaster Realm in three years, and become a Xiantian Great Grandmaster at sixteen.
Then, in less than five years, he had advanced to become a Martial King.
Finally, after ten years of cultivation, he had reached the Martial Emperor Realm. Now, barely past forty, he had already cultivated