C895 Ask the Heavens If You dare to be My Enemy

Ye Feng strode forward, his path marked by a trail of blood, his presence so formidable that no one could withstand a single blow from him. Even the twelve constellations, each with their unique abilities, ultimately met their demise at Ye Feng's hands.

Saints and geniuses? In Ye Feng's presence, they were laughably insignificant, their vaunted strength nothing but fragile pretense