Capítulo 1368: Friction

Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian. Did he just say that the inheritance of Infernal Thunder of Wutu was beneath him?

It was not just Zhang Changqing, but all eight orthodoxies of thunder methods were in the vein of the Violet Heavenly Palace. Did this person despise the cultivation of their eight orthodoxies of the thunder method?

"Master, who are these idiots?" the Black Wind Condor next to Ye Futian said.

How could they blatantly forbid his master's cultivation?

"A group of self-righteous morons," Ye Futian responded. People from the eight major thunder clans stared at him. A Might of authority shrouded the void and the lightning flashed as if the thunder of heaven might descend from the sky at any time.