"Who exactly are you?"
A few little demons pursuing the human cultivator wore expressions as if they had seen a ghost, terrified beyond measure.
From the aura emanating from Ye Fan, he seemed like nothing more than an early Lord Realm cultivator, almost indistinguishable from the human cultivator they were chasing.
However—
With a mere raise of his hand, Ye Fan had slain three of their companions, whose powers were comparable to theirs.
To them, the human cultivator before them, being able to effortlessly kill their companions, could easily kill them too.
Especially the little demon whose Spiritual Treasure was crushed with a single finger by Ye Fan, now appeared deathly pale, completely losing their previous arrogance, wilted like an eggplant struck by frost.
"I am Ye Fan, the one you're looking for!"
Ye Fan was filled with an intense killing aura, like a Killing God, looking down at the little demons in front of him.
"Boom!"
