After he attained the ninth rank of the Monarch Realm, Yang Ye’s overall strength had risen countless times, so his speed wasn’t inferior to Qian Yan and the other Half-Saint at all.

“Members of the Fire Spirit Race! Stop him!” Qian Yan’s voice resounded from afar, and then countless profounders of the Fire Spirit Race shot over in succession to block Yang Ye’s path.

However, it wasn’t long before Qian Yan hurriedly shouted once more, “Members of the Fire Spirit Race! Retreat! Don’t obstruct his path!”

Because every single one of those profounders who obstructed Yang Ye didn’t even have the strength to resist before they were slaughtered by a single swing of Yang Ye’s sword.

At this moment, Yang Ye could practically instantly annihilate any profounder below the Half-Saint Realm!

Yang Ye rose his speed to its limits, and his entire body was enveloped by sword qi as he flashed towards the distance like a ray of light.

Everywhere he passed, all the profounders from the Fire Spirit Race hastily moved aside, and they didn’t dare stop him at all.

…

Almost an hour later.

Qian Yan and the old man stopped moving because Yang Ye had vanished.

A mountain that towered into the sky stood just a...