Ugly!
The moment Ning Xiaochuan saw Young Master Fei clearly, that word immediately popped into his mind.
The ugliest person Ning Xiaochuan had ever seen before was undoubtedly Ugly Old Woman, but this Young Master Fei was absolutely not much better-looking than Ugly Old Woman.
If Ugly Old Woman was the ugliest among women, then this Young Master Fei was the ugliest among men.
Ning Xiaochuan now suddenly understood why Young Master Fei was so twisted, devouring both men and women alike. If someone grew up looking like this, unless he had a remarkably good mindset like Ugly Old Woman, it would indeed be easy for him to become warped.
"Nie Thirteen, Hua Tianjin."
When Young Master Fei saw the disguised Nie Thirteen and Hua Tianjin flying over, his blood-red figure swept through the air above the chessboard like a crimson bird and landed before Ning Xiaochuan and Hua Tianjin.
As for the remaining young men in red, they had joined forces to battle the opposing army of three hundred thousand Heaven-Man Realm cultivators. They were fighting on behalf of Young Master Fei; only by defeating this Heaven-Man army could Young Master Fei completely refine the core of the divine artifact.
As the blood-red figure descended before him, Ning Xiaochuan suddenly felt a chill crawl down his spine.
This Young Master Fei gave Ning Xiaochuan an extremely dangerous feeling.
Ning Xiaochuan had not felt this way for a very long time. From this alone, he could tell that Young Master Fei's current strength far surpassed his own.
Young Master Fei's blood-red figure landed before Ning Xiaochuan and Hua Tianjin. He swept his cold gaze over them and said, "What happened to you two? Where did the spirit gestation on your bodies go?"
Spirit gestation was the strange mass of energy