Frantic Race To The Throne

By this time, Feng Xiyun had returned from the ancient realm. As she was unable to reach the Summit Space, she came out early.

Seeing Xiang Yun go berserk again, she asked worriedly, "Teacher, Third Sister is constantly stimulating that hidden power in her body. Will there be any repercussions?"

Ye Xuan waved his hand and replied, "Don't worry. I used so many herbs to help her refine and temper her body. This small matter won't affect her."

"In fact, it will only make her more proficient in controlling her body, and her body refinement cultivation will probably benefit a lot from this."

Ye Xuan was very calm, but my eyes were constantly observing the situation. 

"Junior Brother Ye, it looks like our sect will definitely emerge as the champion after this."

"Your third disciple is really awesome. She took down five people!"