Yan Zhengfei's words left the elders of the Flame Gold Clan hesitant and uncertain.
"Yan Yifei is already close to death. You're just protecting a dead man," Yan Zhengfei sneered at the elders in front of him, "Even if you manage to drive me away, so what?"
"From now on, the Flame Gold Clan will have no Martial Artist above the Fifth Level in the Entering Dao Realm. How does that make you an Overlord Level power?"
Yan Zhengfei's words caused Yan Rulie's expression to change drastically. His words highlighted exactly what he was worried about.
Without his father and Yan Zhengfei, the Flame Gold Clan would have no Soul Martial Artist above the Fifth Level in the Entering Dao Realm. Such an Overlord Level power would be nothing but a paper tiger, declining day by day.
Compared to other Overlord Level forces, it would be in an extremely weak position.
Seeing the elders' wavering attitudes, Yan Rulie couldn't help but want to shout out loud that his father would soon be healed.
