Ye Qingfeng sat at the entrance of the Thousand Extremes Sect, sitting for three days. During these days, many disciples of the Thousand Extremes Sect came to stop and watch.
However, Kong Ningshuang had been staying in her room and had not come to see Ye Qingfeng.
Finally, on the dawn of the third day, Ye Qingfeng's eyes suddenly opened, and the low-grade Spirit Stones in his hand had been completely used up.
He moved his body slightly, and Ye Qingfeng immediately felt a surge of power, much more advanced than before.
Just the concentration of Spiritual Power had already reached the standard of a true Mid-level War Emperor.
"Wan Potian, I don't know what your actual cultivation level is. The Gu Qingxian who saved Ge Min that day was already at the Middle-level Peak War Emperor, and according to Ge Min's words, Wan Potian is at least a Peak War Emperor!"
"But with my current cultivation, escaping shouldn't be a problem."
