At this moment, Old Daoist and Green-faced Daoist did not dare to make a move against Zhang Yifan at all. If they had previously viewed Zhang Yifan as nothing more than an ant on the ground to be easily manipulated, his image now appeared infinitely towering in their eyes. This was entirely due to Zhang Yifan's background. The existence of Ye Qingtao was practically a miracle to the Great Wilderness Realm. To have single-handedly suppressed so many demon lords for so many years, and now, having suddenly emerged, those very same demon lords were willing to submit to his every command and do his bidding—such capability had never existed in the history of the Great Wilderness Realm, absolutely never. At least in all his years of life—nearly thirty thousand of them—he had never seen nor heard of such a thing.
Those demon lords, every single one of them, had been notoriously untamable, rebellious to the absolute extreme. Yet now they had been tamed into docile little sheep. Anyone unaware would think the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda was Ye Qingtao's home, or his personal back garden, to be used whenever he pleased.
For a moment, Old Daoist and Green-faced Daoist looked at Zhang Yifan, utterly at a loss for what to do. Terror gripped their hearts so fiercely that their jaws practically trembled and threatened to drop to the ground.
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