Needless to say, Yang Ye felt a chill run down his spine while the Yang Clan’s founding ancestor stared at him like that.

It was because the gaze the old man shot at him before vanishing was truly too strange. Yang Ye’s intuition told him that the old man seemed to recognize him. However, how could the old man recognize him?

“Yang Ye!” Suddenly, Ying Qing spoke ferociously, “Do you have other tricks left?”

Even though the Yang Clan had been forced to summon its ancestor and had killed 30 of them, it wasn’t that painful if it was spread amongst the five clans. Yet now, the Yang Clan should be out of trump cards.

Yang Ye paid no attention to Ying Qing. He gazed at Yang Lianshuang, and the latter nodded slightly, “They’ve all evacuated! Let’s go!”

Yang Ye nodded, and then he turned to look at Ying Qing, “Let’s play again next time! Bye!”

His figure vanished on the spot while Yang Lianshuang transformed into a ray of black light that vanished as well.

They didn’t flee together and had split up. It was because the target on their backs would be too huge if they fled together. But if they fled separately, they could split up the forces of...