"Be careful!"
Sword Saint Yuexi knew he was no match.
The more than ten Supreme Saints also understood.
They retreated a hundred miles, not to hold Ye Feng back.
On the ground.
The Nine-headed Eighteen-armed Creature, having left the protection of the domain of the Myriad Clans Divine Mountain, stood on the black rocks, some of its eyes constantly watching Ye Feng's every move.
Its gaze, cold as a knife.
"Ye Feng, you are doomed!"
The Nine-headed Eighteen-armed Creature sneered simultaneously.
Ye Feng remained silent.
He could tell.
The Creature, a fusion of fifteen Clan Leaders of the Myriad Clans, was very strong, its internal energy exceeding the peak of a Supreme Saint by forty times, reaching nearly half the first layer of the Hundred Tribulations Realm.
This kind of power was terrifying.
But Ye Feng was unafraid.
