Blue Star's high-ranking officials were all thrilled when they saw Ying Tian's physical body.
An old man stepped forward and said, "Nation Lord, have you broken through to the Martial Saint realm?"
Lin Feng sighed. "No.
My combat power has merely reached the Martial Saint level.
My comprehension of Star Martial has reached a bottleneck. There is no point in continuing to shut myself away and contemplate it."
"Since the Nation Lord's combat power has reached the Martial Saint level, it does not matter even if you have not broken through."
Lin Feng said, "With my current combat power, I can handle ordinary Martial Saints.
But before a top-tier Martial Saint, I would not last long at all.
And the Celestial Supreme is precisely a top-tier Martial Saint."
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.
Lin Feng said, "I will stop contemplating it for now and study how to increase my combat power.
Let others continue comprehending Star Martial.
Go get busy. Make proper arrangements for postwar compensation.
Find a way to rebuild the Blue Star Fleet."
Everyone immediately dispersed.
At that moment, Zhang Fengye walked up to Lin Feng.
Thud, thud, thud.
He dropped to his knees and kowtowed to Lin Feng three times. The moment he bared his teeth, he began to cry. "Sob, sob, thank you, Godfather, for avenging my father!"
Lin Feng helped him up. "Your father was my brother.
It was only right that I avenge him."
Lin Feng reached out and wiped away her tears. "You need not worry too much either.
Your father was a Quasi-Martial Saint. He has a chance to be reincarnated and reborn."
"Mm!" Zhang Fengye nodded heavily.
Lin Feng had the children go comfort Zhang Fengye.
He himself returned to Kaoshan Village to rest.
His battle with Ying Tian had