"The southwest was of vital importance. How could your Kui Niu tribe guard it alone? Though I am no great talent, I too wished to have a share of the pie!"
Outside Supreme Hall, a voice suddenly rang out, immediately putting Shen Yi and the others on alert. Anyone who could overhear their conversation through the sect's defensive formation was certainly no weak cultivator.
"It's you!"
Shen Yi and Zi Yu walked out of the main hall together, only to discover that the figure in the air was an old acquaintance of theirs—Ye Huntian, also from the East Sea tribes.
"Brother Huntian, could it be that you too...?"
Seeing that Ye Huntian was in much the same state as when he himself had arrived, Zi Yu immediately understood. Who would have thought that the mighty Yaksha tribe had also been unable to withstand the threat of the Ancient Sea Clan?
"The Ancient Clan is ferocious, beyond the strength of people like us to contend with. I exhausted every means at my disposal and could only preserve these clansmen. Shameful."
Behind Ye Huntian stood several hundred clansmen as well. Their circumstances were much like Zi Yu's people's; clearly, they too had suffered a devastating blow.
"By the way, is Teacher Feng Yang here?"
Ye Huntian's words greatly surprised Shen Yi. From the way he addressed Feng Yang, it was clear that Ye Huntian and Feng Yang were old acquaintances.
"Huntian! It really is you!"
Before his words had even faded, Feng Yang had already appeared. He recognized Ye Huntian at a glance, and a trace of excitement flashed across his face.
"Teacher, you know each other?"
Shen Yi scratched his head, still finding it hard to believe.
"In my early years, I traveled the world. While in the East Sea, I