"Human, you have successfully angered me."
"Now I'll let you experience the power of the gods!"
After he finished speaking, a faint white halo appeared around him, making him appear as holy as a god.
Moreover, a pair of silver-white wings quickly sprouted behind him, fluttering gently, and his aura surged rapidly.
He actually kept breaking through the Martial Soul level, getting infinitely close to the Martial Saint realm.
At this time, the white man's appearance became even more handsome, his features like exquisite works of art, flawless.
It's just like a god looking down on the world.
A terrifying pressure descended suddenly like a mountain, making everyone present feel suffocated.
Everyone present stopped fighting and stared in shock at the white man floating in mid-air.
"My God, it's truly a divine intervention!"
"That's terrifying!"
A group of assassins from the Western underworld were overjoyed and began to celebrate.
"Haha, this is great, Ye Feng will be in deep trouble now."
"Isn't he supposed to be all that powerful, calling himself the leader of the Blood Mist Sect? Now, in front of the gods, let's see if he can be any more powerful."
"Hmph, they've probably already wet their pants in fear."
Jiang Yinuo looked up at the two-winged angel floating in mid-air, a solemn expression appearing in her beautiful, watery eyes.
She could tell that this was by no means pure divine power; at most, it only contained a trace of it.
Even so, he is still a force to be reckoned with, capable of instantly killing ordinary Martial Soul Realm experts.
Huang Fengyi and Liu Shiru stood by, ready to support Ye Feng at any moment.
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