As soon as he emerged from the river, the river below him actually started to vanish bit by bit.

In just a short while, the entire river had vanished without a trace, and it was replaced by an expanse of flat ground.

Yang Ye stood there in silence for a long time, and then he left.

The god race!

He had enough problems, so he really didn’t want to get dragged into the enmity between the god race and the other races, and he didn’t have the ability to do so as well!

This time, Yang Ye sped up. He hadn’t forgotten that the middle aged man from the Weapon Path could only last a month. So, he had to get the 12 swords of slaughter as soon as possible and go to A’Man and the others!

The mountain range simply seemed endless. Yang Ye still hadn’t gotten through it after traveling at full speed for an entire day.

In the end, Yang Ye decided to use his sword.

He really didn’t want to waste his time here.

A sword howl resounded in the mountain, and then a ray...