The crowd parted, and a black-haired old man walked out, his eyes flashing like lightning as he sized up Luo Feng.
"To heavily injure Qiu Heng with a single punch, your cultivation should have already broken through to the True Yuan Realm. To have such an achievement at your age is not bad. If possible, I don't wish to kill you, but I must have your companions hand over the corpse of the Extreme Fire Screaming Dragon Silkworm, as well as all of its eggs."
The black-haired old man could not see through Luo Feng's cultivation realm, but with his keen eyesight, he had still discerned some clues from that punch just now. The youth before him had definitely broken through to the True Yuan Realm.
A sixteen- or seventeen-year-old True Yuan Realm Martial Artist—barring any accidents, such a person's identity would definitely be far from simple, so the black-haired old man was somewhat wary.
