"Who dares kill beneath my very eyes?!" The voice was both shocked and furious. Immediately afterward, Young Lord Yang arrived, riding a streak of escaping light.
"So what if I killed them?" Ye Xiwen looked at Young Lord Yang. "This Blood Demon Tide is connected to you, isn't it?"
Ye Xiwen's gaze was extraordinarily sharp. The Flying Cloud Fortress Grand Elder's strength could be said to reign supreme within Flying Cloud Fortress; otherwise, he could not have remained securely seated in the position of Flying Cloud Fortress Grand Elder.
Although the rankings were arranged according to seniority, they were also tied to strength. Anyone able to sit firmly as Grand Elder had to stand above all the other experts.
Yet this Young Lord Yang was actually even stronger than the Flying Cloud Fortress Grand Elder. That was already abnormal. Coupled with Flying Cloud Fortress suddenly gaining the ability to command vast numbers of blood demons to attack the city, the answer was clear.
His mind turned with incredible speed, more powerful than any supercomputer. In an instant, he calculated countless possibilities, then eliminated them one by one.
That was why he could so often hit the nail on the head and point directly at the heart of the truth.
"Yes, it was me. So what?" Young Lord Yang said coldly.
"Then this is simple. As long as you die, this Blood Demon Tide will end!" Ye Xiwen's eyes lit up.
"Hahaha, how laughable! I think you've truly gone mad, to actually want to kill me!" Young Lord Yang was enraged. From the moment he had been born, he had possessed the noblest bloodline. Relying on his father's favor, no one had ever dared to shout about killing him in front of him.
The Flying Cloud Fortress Grand Elder had always