Jin Zheng staggered, dizzy and disoriented, as he got up from the ground, his expression fierce as he glared at Yun Mengyao.
The people present were stunned.
Yun Mengyao had just slapped Jin Zheng, sending him flying.
Jin Zheng was a strong practitioner at the Unification Middle Stage.
But Yun Mengyao's cultivation, no matter how high, had barely reached the Divine Separation Stage.
There was a significant disparity in realm between them.
Everyone was dumbfounded, their faces blank, because it was too incredible.
Qin Yi's mouth slightly curled up.
Yun Mengyao glanced at Qin Yi and smiled lightly.
She knew it must have been Qin Yi secretly intervening; otherwise, with her cultivation, she couldn't possibly have slapped Jin Zheng away.
"How dare you lay a hand on me?"
Jin Zheng's face was twisted, his eyes burning with rage.
He was an Elder of the Golden Winged Roc clan, yet he was sent flying by a mere young girl's slap.
