Shen Yi and the others had never expected that the notorious Ye Huntian would look like this. It truly caught them all off guard.
"What? Are you surprised?"
Ye Huntian smiled faintly, seemingly noticing their astonishment. He then explained, "The world believes that I, Ye Huntian, am a cold-blooded Demon Cultivator who kills without blinking. Yet they do not know that although I was born into the Yaksha clan, I had studied under the ancestor's guidance since childhood, learning to restrain the urge to kill within my heart. To that end, the ancestor even spared no expense in inviting many renowned scholars from the Central Plains Continent. Only after years of cultivation did I become what I am today."
Ye Huntian's words cleared up many of their doubts, yet they still could not lower their guard. For a time, the atmosphere grew somewhat tense. The onlookers around them were even less able to suppress their curiosity, stealthily poking their heads out from time to time to get a clearer look.
"One is a peerless prodigy famous for many years, while the other is a young prodigy whose reputation has soared. Now that they have met, a fierce clash is bound to erupt. What's more, that Shen Yi just slaughtered a band of villains in the city."
Yet the course of events once again exceeded everyone's expectations. There was none of the drawn-sword, bent-bow tension they had anticipated. Instead, Ye Huntian once more extended a gesture of goodwill.
"There is no need to be so nervous. I came this time only to see what cultivation the Human Race cultivator capable of defeating Hu Aotian possesses. I did not come for the Descenders in your hands. To be frank, just a few days ago, I captured several Descenders myself. If Brother Shen