All the worlds were attracted by the new name that appeared on the Monument of Power.

"Fox Concubine, number five thousand!"

"This person should be a woman, and she also comes from the Piaomiao Sect where Ye Feng belongs. Could it be that she is Ye Feng's Taoist companion?"

"You are stupid. Ye Feng is a pseudo-Tian Dao and has no physical body. How can he have two cultivators?"

"That's what you said!"

Everyone looked at the Monument of Power and started talking about it.

All over China.

Many practitioners holding golden power god list scrolls quickly saw the ranking of Fox Concubine.

"You can exert your holy-level combat power just after breaking through to the holy realm. Isn't the holy concubine too strong?"

"The Holy Concubine's strength is also a good thing for us in China. There is no need to be surprised. We should be happy."

People from all the major forces in China were alarmed.

Countless people were amazed at Concubine Fox's strength.

In their view, the Piaomiao Sect, a dual-sage sect, is bound to rise strongly.

Wonderful holy land.

"Show the Holy Combat Power... Why! Why are the people of the Piaomiao Sect so strong, just because Ye Feng is the son of destiny? I, Yin Rurong, am the first to refuse to accept it!"

Looking at the Dao injury on his palm, Yin Rurong burst out with hatred and really wanted to blow up the Thunder Palace.

The holy soldier Piccolo was taken away, and she was unable to heal her wounds.

And the Thunder Palace is controlled by Ye Feng. Even if her Tao injuries can be erased, she doesn't want to use the Thunder Palace to become a saint.

In Yin Rurong's opinion, it would be too embarrassing for her to do this.

"How to do it?"

Yin Rurong thought about it and finally focused on the Leichi Hall in Xuankong Mountain.

The look in his eyes became more and more sinister.
Chapter completed!