Shen Haoran slowly walked up to Hou Di and looked down at him with an indifferent expression. It was true that not a single trace of Spiritual Power was circulating in his body, making him seem no different from an ordinary person. But Shen Haoran had another identity that couldn't be forgotten: he was an Alchemist. And a powerful one at that—a Sixth Grade Alchemist. His Spiritual Thought was even stronger than that of a typical Spirit Emperor Powerhouse. Dealing with someone like Hou Di was a simple matter.
As Shen Haoran's power suddenly erupted, a bright light flashed in Lady Ya's eyes. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly into a joyful smile. Meanwhile, Da Mao, Er Mao, and the others snapped their eyes open upon feeling the immense pressure, their faces filled with disbelief. 'This pressure... it's so familiar! Isn't this the peerless expert who saved us when we were besieged by the Gale Demon Wolves?'
