Wei Zhenfang's eyes went wide in shock, and even the hand he held in salute visibly trembled!
"P-Predecessor?!"
But halfway through his words, he saw the gleaming Divine Blade in Yi Feng's hand, and the rest of his line was forcibly choked back down his throat.
He could only answer with difficulty.
"Everything will be as you say, Predecessor..."
Wei Zhenfang wanted to slip away too, but that blade was simply too terrifying, and Yi Feng's cultivation made him increasingly wary. If he refused to his face, he feared he would not keep his life.
Even if he crushed a teleportation talisman and fled, he might not be faster than that blade.
Seeing the old man obediently salute, Yi Feng nodded in satisfaction and continued onward.
The two proceeded one in front of the other toward the depths of the forest. Only their positions had switched, while their states of mind and expressions changed endlessly as they went deeper.
As they continued onward, Yi Feng carved a path with his blade. The way was as smooth as walking on level ground, experience poured in without end, and his smile grew ever brighter. The feeling that he was about to strike it rich became stronger and stronger.
Behind him, the bald old man Wei Zhenfang's expression changed again and again.
As he continuously watched powerful Devil Race creatures fall, his estimation of Yi Feng kept rising.
Heavenly Tier Second Grade.
Heavenly Tier Third Rank.
Heavenly Tier Fourth Rank!
Until another golden skeleton fell, his eyes had gone blank, and he stood petrified at the side!
Wei Zhenfang was completely numb.
This Predecessor...
Was far too powerful.
His cultivation was so strong that it had already overturned Wei Zhenfang's understanding.
He was truly unfathomable!
Why would such an existence appear on