Enveloped in crimson flames, his saber a blur of menacing shadows, Li Feng was like a soul-reaping demon. His overwhelming might weighed heavily on the hearts of the Seven Profound Sect disciples, and a sense of utter helplessness—that he was invincible—welled up within them.
But among all the cultivators, the one with the most horrified look on her face was Yi Yunya.
Her face was deathly pale, but it wasn't because she was faint of heart. Quite the opposite; it was her extensive knowledge that filled her face with terror.
"The Disaster Ghost Face, the Tribulation Calamity Demon Saber... you're from the Six Extremes Demon Sect!"
"Why have you come to Jade Lake City!"
The question burst from her, her voice trembling uncontrollably.
Meanwhile, perhaps because he felt he held the absolute advantage, or maybe because he wanted to savor the terrified looks on the Seven Profound Sect disciples' faces.
