He appeared quite arrogant.

The Beiming Clan is one of the ten great clans of the Southern Wilderness.

Its power is beyond doubt and it is simply impossible to resist.

"Haha, the Beiming Clan!" Upon hearing this, Gu Yifeng laughed heartily. "I know your Beiming Clan is powerful, but have you forgotten that this is the Southern Nether Forbidden Land, a remote little town on the border of the Beiming Empire? If your Beiming Clan were here, I'm afraid they wouldn't dare to cause trouble!" Gu Yifeng grinned. "Besides, I've already killed eight of your men. The remaining three shouldn't last much longer, right?"

"What? He killed eight half-step kings?" Upon hearing this, the people around him widened their eyes and stared at Gu Yifeng with shock. After a moment of shock, they all took a deep breath. This young man was simply too terrifying.

"Killing a few pieces of trash, what's there to brag about?" The old man in black robes frowned and said, "Since you're courting death, then I'll show you the true strength of the Beiming family. How dare you insult the disciples of my Beiming clan! Kill!" The old man in black robes pointed a finger, and ripples appeared in the void in front of him, revealing a phantom image—a woman with long, flowing hair.

She is manipulating the phantom.

Buzz!

The phantom figure swept in, heading straight for Gu Yifeng.

"What a sharp aura!" Gu Yifeng's expression changed drastically upon sensing that aura.

“My soul has reached the ninth level of the Soul Realm. Although I am only one step away from breaking through to the Innate True Qi Realm, I have not yet reached it. This is my flaw and my weakness. If my soul were to be improved and combined with the Divine Power Manual, I could even contend with a Divine Power Realm expert. But right now, it is still not possible.”