The Demon Tiger is dead.
Ye Fei merely waved his hand, and its Life Soul and inner core were instantly gathered in his palm before he gracefully descended to the ground.
However, those surrounding him, witnessing Ye Fei descend like a Heavenly God incarnate, all displayed expressions of reverence and fear.
Just like during the North Suburb United Commerce incident.
Ye Fei's actions, be it in terms of power or method, far exceeded anything these people could have imagined.
Such techniques, such a scene.
If it were in a movie, it would undoubtedly be a heart-stirring, awe-inspiring spectacle. But when placed before their very eyes, it brought them nothing but infinite terror and a profound sense of inferiority regarding their own insignificance.
This is the aura of a Cultivator—an overwhelming dominion over the world!
*Plop!*
The sound of Ye Fei's landing broke the silence, and everyone finally snapped back to reality. This was no time to be stunned.
