Seeing Feng Qingwu's condition clearly, Peng King laughed happily, the gloom in his heart swept away without a trace.
He had no fear whatsoever of Feng Qingwu in this state!
No matter what, he was Peng King, and his true form was the supreme great demon—the Kun Peng!
"Master has become like this, and Peng King seems very happy?" Hua Yunfei said with a smile.
"Happy? This King is extremely happy, so happy I want to laugh out loud." Having figured out Feng Qingwu's condition, Peng King regained his confidence and composure as he smiled.
"But if you mock Master, I'll be very unhappy." Hua Yunfei's smile vanished as he stared at Peng King.
After Hua Yunfei's smile disappeared, Jiang Ruoyao and Xia Yun beside him also turned cold.
Xi Yue clenched her fists tightly, feeling indignant for Feng Qingwu. Although Master had done it for her junior brother, she had also saved the Immortal World—yet now she was being mocked!
Mocked by the very people she had protected!
"Without Feng Qingwu, what the hell are you? Do you really think you're some big shot?"
Peng King was tall and imposing, his golden hair drifting in the wind. Looking down at Hua Yunfei, he said coldly, "In this King's eyes, you're nothing but trash, a useless piece of garbage who only reached the eighty-first floor of the Emperor Tower!"
The Emperor Tower was one of the most direct ways to test a cultivator's talent.
Hua Yunfei had reached the eighty-first floor. In the eyes of other cultivators, that might have been quite impressive, enough to earn him the title of a prodigy, but in Peng King's eyes, he was nothing but trash!
His record back then had been the ninety-fifth floor!
Upon hearing Peng King's words, Feng Qingwu, who had