Wang Family's calculations were all laid bare before Ye Xiwen's eyes, as clear as a blazing fire. There was not the slightest thing they could hide from him.
His cultivation far surpassed these people's. Mere Great Sages could not conceal anything from Ye Xiwen, not even with divine sense.
It was said that gods could discern the tiniest detail, illuminate ten thousand miles like a candle, and know whenever anyone beneath heaven and earth spoke their name. It was roughly such a power.
Ye Xiwen had naturally not reached that level yet, but in essence, it was the same.
"The main family is here!"
"The main family has arrived! Everyone, get ready!"
A burst of clamor suddenly rose. The Sacred Realm and Great Sage experts in the sky immediately erupted into noise, and several Transcendent Realm masters even revealed themselves overhead.
Ye Xiwen frowned, unable to help finding it strange. Was this devil really only at the Transcendent Realm?
If it were merely at the Transcendent Realm, Wang Family's branch family alone could deal with it. Was there any need to dispatch so many experts from the main family?
Ye Xiwen looked over. His gaze was incomparably sharp, and in an instant, he saw the arrivals. At their head stood a man and a woman. The man wore flowing white robes and possessed an outstanding temperament, like an immortal god. His expression was cold and proud, carrying an inscrutable air of arrogance.
The woman, meanwhile, wore a long green robe and carried a longsword on her back. She was none other than Ye Xiwen's old acquaintance—the Yue Maiden Sword, A Qing.
Behind them followed dozens of powerful figures. Closest behind were more than a dozen Celestial Realm experts, followed by dozens of masters at the Dharma Idol Realm and Transcendent