At this moment, there was a golden bracer on Yang Ye’s arm, and there was a tiny ‘邢’ character on the bracer.

His hand was trembling, it was trembling violently.

Meanwhile, Yang Ye’s face was savage and warped. It seemed like he was enduring some sort of tremendous pain.

“What’s that?!” An Nanjing stared at Yang Ye’s right arm as she asked this question.

Qiong Qi fell silent for a moment, and then he replied, “The Wargod’s arm, the Wargod that once reigned supreme through the world.”

An Nanjing asked, “The Wargod? Was he strong?”

Qiong Qi nodded, “Very strong!”

An Nanjing nodded slightly, and then she gazed at Yang Ye.

Yang Ye held the head in his hand as he started walking in Yang Xiao and the others’ direction. When he arrived around 30m from them, he casually tossed the head over to them, “So True Realm experts are this weak!”

Yang Xiao gazed at Yang Ye for a short while, and then he gazed at Yang Ye’s right arm. He wasn’t the only one. Yang Gu and the others were looking at Yang Ye’s right arm as well. Obviously,...