Ye Xiwen had indeed feared them somewhat back then, to the point that he had been forced to conceal his identity. But now, there was no need for that at all. He even intended to find Yao Shengqing and the others in Blood Prison, kill them, and eliminate all future trouble at its roots.
Yao Shengqing and the others, however, possessed profound cultivation. They were all cultivating deep within Blood Prison, closer to its center than the likes of Qingtian Fortress and Flying Cloud Fortress. The threats there were greater as well; one could say that unimaginably powerful beings moved about within.
Without the strength of the Po Wang Realm Ninth Level, one could only become a lamb waiting for slaughter within.
The old steward's expression immediately froze. He had thought of it as well: Yao Shengqing's wanted notice had not merely been sent to Flying Cloud Fortress, but also to Qingtian Fortress. Qingtian Fortress had likewise been keeping watch for news of Ye Xiwen.
Although Yao Shengqing was merely at the Po Wang Realm Ninth Level, he was fundamentally unlike people such as them. At such a young age, Yao Shengqing had already cultivated to the peak of the Po Wang Realm Ninth Level, and he was still in the stage of being nurtured by the Transformation God Abyss. In the future, he had a great chance of stepping onto the path of enlightenment.
The benefits of befriending such a future enlightened expert were self-evident. Yet the wanted notices had been out for years without the slightest trace, and Ye Xiwen had presumably vanished who knew where.
Thus, everyone's enthusiasm had gradually faded. But never in their wildest dreams had they expected that he had been hiding here all along. No one had thought to look here. If Ye