"Let me see if the so-called Holy Sect disciples have the skills to act arrogantly in my Wilderness!"
Wei Zhenwu's body radiated immense light, his wild hair danced, and his kingly presence crushed the void like a mountain.
Even before Wei Fan's rise, he was the strongest in the Wilderness, intimidating the Desert Martial Alliance single-handedly, making the Guangling Sect Leader too afraid to act. He ventured tens of thousands of miles into the Demon Realm and sat outside the Profound Crane Sect for centuries, deterring all Demon Kings from entering the Human Race's territory, truly a pillar of the Desert Human Race.
Without him, the Desert Human Race would have faced countless hardships.
"He's not much weaker than the Dragon Turtle Demon King, the so-called first Demon King of the Beiding Continent!"
Wei Fan sensed Wei Zhenwu's aura; aside from being slightly inferior in physical strength to the Dragon Turtle Demon King, Wei Zhenwu's overall presence was not much weaker.
