"Holy crap, he was pretending to be weak but he's actually that strong!"
"But so what? He's still not good enough for Han Ya."
The Seven-Colored Mother Cat's glazed pupils contracted slightly, shocked, but soon after, she still showed disdain.
In her mind, no matter how talented someone from a Low Martial Plane might be, they could never compare to the freakish talents from the High-level Planes or even the Heavenly Realm.
Blood Mei'er and Elder Xue were both stunned, they never expected that the man who just seemed devoid of any cultivation aura would now be looking down on them like a Heavenly God.
The situation had flipped from a divine dragon to an ant.
"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?!"
"Then, die!"
Ye Tian smiled as he spoke, but his smile contained endless murderous intent, his dominance unparalleled. Lin Chumo and Mu Yunxi were his reverse scales; even Heaven would not dare to harm them.
