Everyone clearly understood that Ye Feng had already exerted his full strength in his desperate fight against the Tao Institute Head just now. But now, Ye Feng still managed to remain so calm, not the slightest bit flustered or afraid, and his expression was incredibly relaxed and composed.
The Tao Institute Head stepped towards Ye Feng step by step, and with each step, a terrifying pressure weighed down on Ye Feng.
The murderous intent seemed almost tangible, and everyone could clearly feel the icy Sword Qi of the Tao Institute Head.
Ye Feng's gaze remained as serene as ever, devoid of any emotions or fluctuations.
"Head, submit, and I will spare your life, how about it?" Ye Feng said calmly, looking at the Tao Institute Head.
"What!" Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, those present were stunned, finding it incredibly laughable.
"Has Ye Feng gone mad after being beaten by the Head? How dare he be so arrogant?" Everyone looked at Ye Feng with shock.
