Misty Peak Summit.
Ye Feng and Hu Feifei walked out side by side, standing opposite the Black Ancient Coffin, confronting each other across a hundred zhang.
"Are you Ye Feng?"
A Divine Sense was released from the Black Ancient Coffin, sweeping over Ye Feng, but couldn't discern his depth.
"Yes, that's me." Ye Feng nodded, "And who are you? How dare you wreak havoc in the territory of our Misty Sect, do you not wish to live?"
His attitude was quite firm.
The Immortal Emperor in the Black Ancient Coffin strikingly injured the Immortal Emperor residing in Whitefloat City, equivalent to a serious slap on the face of the Misty Sect, naturally intolerable!
"Hmph, Ye Feng, you're quite arrogant!"
The Immortal Emperor in the Black Ancient Coffin sneered, "Although I don't know which corner you crawled out from as a new power leader, others may give you face, but I, the Black Dragon Immortal Emperor, don't need to give you any face."
"Because, you're not qualified!"
