Spirit Monkey Mountain had been sliced into two!

Black Ape’s face was instantly covered in ferocity. It was an absolute humiliation for the Spirit Monkey Clan. He was about to attack when the young man suddenly withdrew a golden command token and waved it before Black Ape. There was a name inscribed on it in golden lettering—Xuanyuan!

Xuanyuan? Black Ape was stunned, and then quite an unsightly expression appeared on his face, “You’re from the Xuanyuan Clan!”

The middle aged man spoke indifferently, “Exactly. So, tell Yang Ye to show himself and prevent your Spirit Monkey Mountain from suffering disaster it doesn’t deserve!”

Black Ape was about to say something when a voice came from the side, “You’re looking for me?”

All of them turned around and saw a man in green clothes walking over slowly.

It was Yang Ye, of course.

The young man sized up Yang Ye and chuckled, “The Hear Dao Realm!” He gazed at the middle aged man, “Uncle Ming, our intelligence isn’t accurate!”

The middle aged man spoke solemnly,...