Gongsun Ying, usually as gentle as a noble lady, became sharp-eyed, her eyes like those of a phoenix. Behind her, a ten-zhang wingspan white Heavenly Phoenix Qi Po solidified into form. The Great Grandmaster's majesty swept over Ye Gao like a tsunami. Ye Gao's face turned ashen, and his body instinctively trembled. His Master-level will, achieved through drug use, was so insignificant.
Lu Chenzhou inwardly sneered, this old man's will was too weak, no wonder he surrendered.
Back then, he faced the Heavenly King's domineering air and still remained unfazed... even though the Northern Guardian King used only a trace of it.
Gongsun Ying spoke coldly: "Just confess everything, at least you might save some innocent members of the Ye family, right? Think about Ye Chen."
Upon hearing about his grandson, Ye Gao's expression changed; this was the pride of the Ye family, a talent with Low Class root bone insight, comparable to Martial Arts geniuses.
