Ye Qingfeng murmured, killing intent surfacing. He needed Cultivation, and now that he had Spiritual Elegance Pills, his Cultivation speed could soar straight up. Crushing the powerhouses of the Ancient Martial World's Central Sect World wouldn't be hard at all.
Without hesitating any longer, Ye Qingfeng stepped onto the Futu Sword and flew straight out of Miwu Mountain. The next time he came back would be the moment when the Ancient Martial World cried in despair.
At this moment, in the Huayu Group that was surrounded by countless people, no one noticed a figure flashing in like lightning and slipping into the Huayu Group.
"Ye Qingfeng?"
When Wang Siyu and Zhong Ming saw Ye Qingfeng, they were utterly shocked, completely unable to believe it.
"Instructor!"
Zhong Ming's body went straight as a rod as he stared at Ye Qingfeng in astonishment.
"What's wrong, why are you so shocked?" Ye Qingfeng said calmly.
