Feng Xiang's face was pale, and he couldn't help shivering; before he could beg for mercy, he saw Huo Hun slightly lift his hand. With a bang, the red flames swept over like a shockwave, giving Feng Xiang no chance at all, and he immediately turned into a pile of ashes.
The fierce wind swept past, scattering his ashes in the wind over various parts of the Feng Family estate…
Lan Xin was stupefied, her face as pale as a ghost's, her lips tight and slightly trembling. She looked in terror toward the calm-faced Ancestor…
"What did you say?"
Inside the Lan Family, Lan Yue stood up suddenly. Her usually calm eyes grew heavy and flickered with a sinister light, "Are you saying that woman is of Innate level? And she has the protection of the Patriarch of the Feng Family?"
A young Innate Strong Person, she still wasn't someone Lan Yue could provoke…
