They all carried the bloodline of the Asura Race. Looked at that way, it was indeed correct. He simply had not expected such a coincidence.
"I truly did not expect Your Highness to be Manyun's cousin!" A strange expression surfaced on Ye Xiwen's face. Had it been anyone else, he naturally would not have cared, much less someone from the Devil Race.
But Manyun was different. He could no longer maintain the same indifferent attitude as before.
"Hehe, my cousin's face certainly carries weight. Mister Ye was so guarded before, but now things are much better. We can finally speak openly and honestly!" Princess Tianqing said with a smile.
"Speak? What is there for us to discuss?" Ye Xiwen narrowed his eyes and replied blandly. Although his relationship with Manyun meant he could no longer act as if this had nothing to do with him, that did not mean he wanted to cooperate with the Devil Race.
"I know that Mister Ye came here this time for the Abyssal Necropolis as well. As far as I know, you have already fallen out with my Thirteenth Imperial Brother. And at a time like this, the Martial Sect is even less likely to completely fall out with him for your sake. So if Mister Ye wishes to enter the Abyssal Necropolis, I'm afraid it will not be so simple, will it?" Princess Tianqing said with a smile.
"Even without you, I can enter on my own," Ye Xiwen said.
"I'm afraid Mister Ye does not understand the Abyssal Necropolis Tide. During the tide, endless undead creatures surge straight at you. Heaven and earth alike are entirely under their control. Mister Ye may be formidable, but two fists cannot defeat four hands. I fear even you would be unable to deal with so