Yang Ye turned to look towards the source of the voice. A young man in a luxurious robe had suddenly appeared there. The man was around the age of 25 or 26 and had silver hair. Actually, it wasn’t just his hair that was silver, his pupils were silver too.

Yang Ye asked, “You’re from Heaven Pillar Mountain?”

The young man nodded, “The Prodigy Alliance in Heaven Pillar Mountain, Fan Cang.”

“The Prodigy Alliance?” Yang Ye frowned, “I’ve never heard of it, and I’m not interested. If you’re here to kill me, then attack; if you aren’t, then turn around and walk away.”

Fan Cang pondered deeply for a moment and replied, “I was here for that, but not anymore.”

“Oh?” Yang Ye’s eyes had a trace of interest in them, “Why?”

Fan Cang replied, “Do you know what the Prodigy Alliance is?”

Yang Ye replied, “Please do tell.”

Fan Cang said, “There’s a group of monstrous geniuses in this world. They are unique. Just dozens of years of cultivation is enough for them to surpass tens of thousands of years that others spent cultivating. They can...