The arrogance on Yun Feiyang's face turned into a surge of anger.
Feng Wuya said indifferently, "True Martial Hall, after all, is the leader of the Eastern Domain Human Race. The position you are in now is not one you can occupy."
Yun Feiyang gritted his teeth, stood up, and said, "Feng Wuya, I'll give you that respect, but what I want to do, you cannot interfere. That person called Feng Kuang, even if he is your descendant, you must cooperate!"
"The person can't come, what do you need?" Feng Wuya asked.
Clearly, Feng Wuya's confrontation with the Primal Source Sky was perhaps a special kind of restraint and balance, rather than Feng Wuya being able to truly ignore the Primal Source Sky's demands.
"Primal Source of Life Aura!"
Feng Wuya raised his hand and waved.
His power swept up a wisp of aura, drifting in front of Yun Feiyang.
