Wang Ye, the last time he used the power of a First Grade Cultivator to battle against a First Grade Cultivator from the Cold Sect, Wang Yifeng on this side had already learned of the scene.
At that time, upon learning of the scene, Wang Yifeng had only two words in his mind.
Shame!
This is my disciple!
The actions he took made Wang Yifeng feel as though he didn't want to acknowledge Wang Ye as his disciple anymore.
Now.
Wang Yifeng wants Wang Ye to get a sense of how to manage the power of a First Grade Cultivator in this battle.
Otherwise, if next time Wang Ye gains the power of a First Grade Cultivator but cannot use it, he can lose face once, but not a second time.
"Alright."
Sensing the seriousness in Wang Yifeng's words, Wang Ye also became much more serious.
...
In the void.
Zhou Ke observed the situation on the battlefield, focusing his Divine Sense to the extreme at this moment.
He was looking for an opportunity!
