C197 A Rare Artifact Cultivator
Upon hearing the taunting words from a Quickfield Outer Sect disciple, Hu Feng remained remarkably composed, a smile gracing his face.
The Cold Hawks' Outer Sect disciples, standing at the edge of the martial field, felt a chill run down their spines when they caught sight of Hu Feng's smile.
With a thunderous boom, Hu Feng stamped his foot on the ground