Ren Feifan stood with his hands behind his back, not exerting any pressure, yet everyone felt an overwhelming aura from him.
His eyes were gloomy, and anyone who met his gaze would feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
These were the eyes of someone who had survived countless life-and-death situations.
Even the potential of a deathly gaze seemed plausible!
The three of them had now confirmed that the young man before them was undoubtedly the Saintly Venerate!
Although they didn't know why the Saintly Venerate would return at this time, it no longer mattered!
Because they had committed a horrendous mistake!
To defy the Saintly Venerate!
To prepare to deal with the Saintly Venerate!
Any one of these was enough to be fatal!
The three of them were as pale as ghosts, their entire bodies as if drained, and their clothes drenched in sweat.
Never had anyone else caused them to lose composure like this, only the immensely powerful Saintly Venerate.
