Western Region of the Shenzhou Continent.
Yan Kun looked around but couldn't find Ye Feng's figure. He laughed loudly, saying, "Ye Feng, you're just a turtle hiding in its shell. You don't even dare to make a sound when your disciple is killed. What a useless coward!"
His voice was extremely harsh.
The disciples of the Misty Sect, upon hearing this unpleasant voice, were so furious that they gritted their teeth, wishing they could transform into Ye Feng and slay Yan Kun.
"Something's off, huh!"
"With Sect Master Ye's temperament, he wouldn't not take action. Could he be afraid?"
"Impossible. His resolve is harder than Brother Flathead's head. Even if the opponent is a Hundred-layered Immortal Emperor, he would still go forth without hesitation. There must have been some mishap."
The people of major powers were puzzled.
