"I say... you six fellows, how did your sparring with Little Kai go in that Miniature World?"
Looking at the six bruised and battered individuals, Ye Yun raised an eyebrow and asked amusingly.
"Master, The Saint of Eight Extremes is indeed too strong, I am utterly convinced!"
Li Qikong, covered in dust, clasped his fists in a posture of genuine admiration.
His Void God Fist was a remarkably powerful style.
However, upon encountering The Saint of Eight Extremes, he truly experienced the other's fist style... even more terrifying.
"Master, we also admit defeat!"
Emperor Heimang clasped his fists, speaking sincerely.
"Hmm!"
Ye Yun smiled slightly.
A moment ago, he had watched coldly as these six, even when crowding together, couldn't defeat The Saint of Eight Extremes.
And The Saint of Eight Extremes had merely opened the Death Gate.
Hadn't even opened the Life Gate.
