"Disciple Yang Fei, pays respect to Master, Sect Leader Uncle, and several Martial Uncles."
Yang Fei walked out of the secret chamber and immediately saluted the elders.
He genuinely intended to bow, but how could these powerful figures truly let him kneel? Several intangible forces held his body, causing him to briefly feel immobilized.
"No need for formalities."
Zhantai Chunqiu was the first to speak.
All five gazes fell on Yang Fei.
Yang Fei felt like a naked child under the scrutiny of these masters, utterly exposed and deeply embarrassed.
Masters of the Divinity Transformation Realm were indeed terrifying.
Though he had achieved the Nascent Soul Stage, in their presence, he was still easily seen through with a glance.
The gap was immense.
"Haha, not bad, not bad, you just broke through to the early stage of Nascent Soul, and your realm is already so stable, truly rare," Wan Daorong said with a proud expression, looking at Yang Fei with a hint of doting affection.
