The eyes of the eight major thunder clans, such as the Purple Underworld, were even more interesting. That dazzling figure who stood in the sky shrouded entirely by the sacred light, integrated with the will of the great path, and exploded out of his body. All powers morphed into a single strike.
That one blow from Ye Futian knocked back the Zhu Yan Demon Crown Prince, and those from the Realm of the Saint of True Self couldn't even withstand a single attack from the great demon of Zhu Yan.
Once, when Ye Futian rejected the Purple Underworld, some felt sympathy for him, sad that he had missed a great opportunity.
Looking at it now, did he need to cultivate at all in the Purple Underworld?
Was this the true reason for his refusal of the Purple Underworld and the Violet Heavenly Palace?
"Well played," the people of Heavenly Mandate Realm suddenly became interested. Ye Futian had given them a reason to be excited.