At this moment.
As Dugu Bo considered whether he should kill him to silence him, his expression suddenly turned to surprise.
He had noticed something strange.
Faced with the pressure of his Soul Power, the young man Ye Qifeng standing opposite him showed not the slightest sign of pain. Instead, Ye Qifeng remained calm and relaxed, his expression unchanged.
"Huh? You're actually fine?"
Dugu Bo let out a surprised sound, but quickly realized:
"You're not an ordinary person."
"Who told you I was ordinary?"
Ye Qifeng tilted his head, looking at him with a slightly odd expression.
"Hmph!"
Dugu Bo snorted coldly.
By this point, how could he not know that this brat named Ye Qifeng was a Spirit Master, and certainly no ordinary one at that?
He must have been carrying some sort of device or possessed a skill capable of concealing Soul Power and aura.
Otherwise, with the Spiritual Power of a Title Douluo, how could Dugu Bo possibly have failed to sense the other party's Soul Power Level and aura?
That little brat had actually fooled him.
Damn it.
Still, this brat Ye Qifeng had endured the pressure of his Soul Power at such a young age.
One had to know that while the Soul Power pressure he was exerting was not particularly strong, anyone without the physical endurance of a Soul Elder or above would never be able to withstand it.
That meant this brat's strength had likely reached the realm of a Soul Elder.
And judging from his easygoing expression, he clearly still had strength to spare. Perhaps his cultivation had already surpassed Soul Elder.
Could he already be a Soul Ancestor?
Impossible, right?
His face was so youthful. He should have only just turned twelve.
A Soul Ancestor at twelve?
Was he really that