Once Ye Qianqian spoke, even if Yan Feiyang and Jian Weibo still wanted to say something, there was nothing they could do. Within this team, Ye Qianqian possessed supreme authority. These people were either her subordinates or her admirers, and none of them were likely to defy her wishes.
Everyone rode their escape lights and flew toward the depths of the Ye Family. This Space Channel leading directly to the treasury had been set up by the Southern Overlord within the Ye Family. The treasury itself drifted through the boundless void; using ordinary methods, no one knew how many years it would take to reach it. Only the key could grant entry, but there were no requirements regarding where the Space Channel had to be opened.
Besides Ye Qianqian's group, several other experts also headed for the treasury through that enormous rift in groups of three or five.
At first, Yan Feiyang and Jian Weibo, who were leading the way, wanted to shake Ye Xiwen off by increasing their speed, making him lose face and understand his own standing and strength.
"Competing in speed?" Ye Xiwen smiled faintly. He immediately sensed Yan Feiyang and Jian Weibo's intentions, then quietly picked up his pace and followed.
Competing in speed with someone who possessed Demon Wings was nothing but asking for humiliation.
Yet they soon discovered that their calculations had come to nothing.
No matter how much they increased their speed, Ye Xiwen was always able to follow leisurely behind them, showing no sign of falling behind.
The two of them flushed slightly. They actually could not surpass Ye Xiwen, a Dharma Idol Realm Sixth Heaven martial artist, in speed. It made them feel rather embarrassed.
What embarrassed them even more was that Ye Xiwen spent the entire journey speaking quietly with