Once this news spread, it would naturally stir up a tremendous uproar in the outside world.
Ye Xiwen's name would likewise resound throughout the world.
After the battle, Ye Xiwen withdrew his aura. Most of the power in his body was once more drawn back into the Cultivation Vest and suppressed by it.
"Ye Xiwen, after this battle, you're probably about to become famous throughout the world. Hahaha! You even injured Wu Zimo. If you provoke him into coming out, he might just slaughter his way back from the Upper Heavens!" Zhu Yan'er stepped forward, light flickering through her eyes as she spoke with a half-smile.
Ye Xiwen did not particularly care. Still, his tone carried some regret. "It's a pity I didn't kill Wu Ziyu. But once I reach the Upper Heavens, I'll kill Wu Zimo along with him and eliminate all future trouble!"
"If someone else said that, I'd only think he'd lost his mind. But you're different. I believe you might truly be capable of it!" Zhu Yan'er said with a smile.
Ye Xiwen merely smiled and said nothing more.
"Still, I advise you to leave as quickly as possible. Even if Wu Zimo is seeking opportunities and has no time to act, he has no shortage of followers. On top of that, those two brothers come from no ordinary background. When the time comes, plenty of people will come looking to make trouble for you!" Zhu Yan'er reminded him in a low voice.
Upon thinking it over, Ye Xiwen realized that was indeed the case. Wu Zimo and the others could not possibly have entered alone as he had.
He also had some followers, but he had risen too recently. His followers truly could not be brought onto the stage, and could not compare to those