“Stop right there!” Fu Jinxian suddenly shouted, but she immediately regretted her decision. After all, the existence who stood before her was like a god of death. What would I do if he suddenly attacked because my tone displeased him?

Yang Ye stopped moving, and then he turned around and gazed at her, “What?”

Fu Jinxian heaved a sigh of relief when she noticed that Yang Ye had no intention to attack her, and she organized her thoughts before she said, “I know that you’re very strong, but have you thought about how there are at least 3 Half-Saints there right now? Moreover, there might be even more Half-Saints on the way. No matter how strong you are, can you kill 3 Half-Saints on your own? Could it be that you intend to forcefully increase your strength again? Even if you dare to do it again, can you guarantee that you’ll still be able to escape them?”

Yang Ye fell silent for a short while before he said, “That does make sense!” As he spoke, he turned around and walked towards the depths of the mountain range.

Fu Jinxian gritted her teeth and followed him.

Yang Ye stopped again when he noticed her following him, and then he turned around and looked at her, “What exactly do you want?”

“I want to kill the members of the Hallowed Halls and Fire Spirit Race with you!” Fu Jinxian spoke with a slightly savage expression on her face, “The people of the Hallowed Halls caused...