At this point in time, the atmosphere in front of the Feng Residence main door was intense and a powerful spiritual energy emanated from the old man stood next to Nie Teng. The visible pressure that could be seen by the naked eye turned into a sharp wind blade and attacked Feng Jiu and others.
Once the power of the old man surfaced, even the four Golden Core cultivators by Feng Jiu's side looked pale. Their bodies stiffened slightly as they looked at the old man in amazement.
That was….. The power of a Nascent Soul cultivator!
