"My heavens! My God, what kind of power is this? He slapped six Peak Martial Immortals and sent them flying?"
"This... this is too terrifying, isn't it? Who would've thought that warriors on the level of the Northern Seven Immortals are so easily defeated by him?"
"Why is the gap so vast? Is he perhaps at the Peak of Martial Immortal himself?"
"No... he's just a Martial God, but his strength far exceeds Peak Martial Immortals. I feel he's still hiding his true power, his real combat strength is likely even more horrifying than we imagined."
"Is this... is this still a human? We actually dared to look down on such a warrior before, were we tired of living? Luckily, he didn't bother with us, saving our lives."
As Ye Feng slapped the six people flying, everyone present was utterly stunned, completely petrified.
At the same time, thinking about how they had looked down on such a mighty being, mocked such a powerful figure, made them feel a profound sense of relief.
