Ying Feihang, who had been perfectly amiable just a moment ago, instantly became domineering and cold.
His eyes blazed with majestic fury, and his aura surged like a tidal wave.
Under his terrifying pressure, Wang Fu and Liu Yi prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
'What a terrifying aura! He's the Third Elder's disciple, after all. Just how horrifying is his strength?'
Wang Fu's heart pounded with terror.
In the Lower Sect, he had been ranked number one in strength. After entering the Upper Sect, it was inevitable that he'd feel a bit arrogant.
But now he understood that the Upper Sect was a whole new world. People stronger than him were everywhere, and there were even peerless geniuses he couldn't hope to compare with!
"Wang Fu, I gave you a Spirit Pill to help you break through. Is this how you repay me?"
A shadow fell over Ying Feihang's face.
He had thought this matter was settled.
