C98 The Killing Intent of a Half-step Martial King

On the platform of the Refining Peak of the Heavenly Altar, Wu Feng was like an ant, standing in front of everyone's eyes, as if he was bearing the pressure of the entire world.

All the disciples of Yuanyang Sect looked at him with eyes that were even more furious than fire. All the elders looked at him with eyes that were colder than ice