Yang Qi looked at the Profound House of Battle Energy off in the distance, and nodded inwardly. A raging aura of battle rose up from it, and he could see sect disciples flying here and there, or training. It was an entire world unto itself, protected by countless god formations.

Of course, such god formations weren’t particularly impressive to Yang Qi. In fact, he could destroy them as easily as exhaling.

Their arrival in front of the main gate provoked a reaction from quite a few disciples.

Swish. Swish. Swish.

Suddenly a few dozen beams of light appeared and flew forth to block the path of Battle Resister.

“Houselord, you’re back?”

As the individuals within the beams of light took shape, it became obvious that they were looking at Battle Resister with expressions of open vigilance. It definitely didn't seem like the reception a returning houselord would receive, in which the disciples would welcome him with cheers and delight. Yang Qi immediately got the sense that something strange was going on.

“You’re wearing the uniforms of inner society disciples. Presumably, you...