Xia Jisheng was dumbfounded.
The demon beast tide that even he dared not face was wiped out with a single punch, leaving no trace of the beasts.
What kind of divine skills is this?
What kind of realm is this?
Even if his own ancestor's mana was boundless, he probably couldn't achieve this level.
Stunned, Xia Jisheng regained his composure, descended from the city wall, and walked respectfully to Lin Fan, addressing him:
"Senior, junior has been blind to your greatness. I hope senior will not blame me."
Although his previous attitude had been somewhat friendly, now it was even more reverent. Indeed, in the Cultivation World, respect is due to strength. As long as one's cultivation is high, everyone will show two faces.
Strike hard before the weak, show utmost respect before the strong.
This is the way of the Cultivation World, the demeanor of us cultivators.
"No worries, I just wish to visit the Flame Sun Sect." Lin Fan said indifferently.
