Ye Xiwen had yet to recover from the blow dealt by Nameless Dao Academy when trouble came knocking at his door.
Many people marveled at Ye Xiwen's strength and fame, but that did not mean everyone thought so. In the eyes of even more people, Ye Xiwen, without a powerful backer, was a soft persimmon waiting to be squeezed.
The strength of the Early Stage of Death Mystic Realm was not yet enough to make them all wary.
"Rumble!"
An incomparably terrifying aura instantly crushed down, completely shrouding the courtyard where Ye Xiwen was staying.
"Who?" Faced with such blatant provocation, Ye Xiwen naturally could not remain unresponsive. His aura reacted almost instinctively, like a sharp blade that instantly tore through the incoming pressure and shot into the heavens.
Hua Menghan reacted at the same moment. The incomparably powerful Southern Blazing Fire surged from her body, and the surrounding temperature immediately turned scorching hot.
Had the two not known that no one here would dare challenge Nameless Dao Academy's authority, they would have struck back on the spot. The visitor had used their aura to clear the way and envelop them directly; this was far more than a simple provocation.
As soon as their voices fell, a figure drifted down. He was an old man dressed in short black martial robes. Though he looked advanced in years, his eyes were bright and piercing, aggressive and sharp, even more intimidating than those of a young man.
Ye Xiwen's pupils abruptly contracted, for he saw the emblem on the shoulder of the old man in black. He was from Wild Sky Hall.
If there were several factions he had offended in the Mystic Realm, then the God Alliance undoubtedly ranked first. He had killed several Death Mystic Realm experts of the God