Give an Inch, Want a Mile
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When those women saw that Ye Futian had gone into the spring, violent, murderous intent swept out. Suddenly, the entire spring was shrouded by a strong will of the Way. It was as if it was an endless pure white silver lightning walking about in the spring, and swam toward Ye Futian.
Boom. An extremely majestic breath erupted from Ye Futian's body, which turned into a radiant golden body, and a savage power swept out along with sharp and piercing sounds. Ye Futian stood there, his body immense, like a god, difficult to shake.
"Get out." That most beautiful woman, whose eyes were extremely cold, was staring at Ye Futian.