The line he created was seemingly bottomless.

On the other side, the members of the Fire Spirit Race gazed at Yang Ye with astonishment. Even though he was only a Monarch Realm profounder and was even merely at the first rank, just the sight of him aroused fear in their hearts.

He’d fought a Half-Saint equally with just a single swing of his sword, and he instantly annihilated a Monarch Realm expert with another….

So, how could any one of them dare to attack?

That attack from before was something that many of the profounders here weren’t even able to catch sight of!

“How dare you!” Right at this moment, an explosion resounded from the horizon, and then a wave of fire flashed over. After that, it transformed into a fire dragon that emanated surging flames as it smashed down forcefully towards Yang Ye.

Even though it was aimed at Yang Ye, the terrifying pressure it emanated caused the profounders in the surroundings to be unable to help but tremble.

Yang Ye’s eyes narrowed slightly. He stretched out his left hand, “Sheath! Come to me!”

As soon as he spoke, a sword howl suddenly resounded from within Xiaoman, and then a ray of light flashed before the ancient sheath appeared in Yang Ye’s grasp.

He sheathed his...