As Dragon Island bowed its head, many forces that had originally been watching from the sidelines came knocking to apologize. These were all forces that had been deeply at odds with Ye Xiwen. Back then, they could still suppress him, but now, they no longer had the qualifications to do so.
After defeating the Demon Eagle King, Ye Xiwen was already qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with the top Kings. If Dragon Island had taken the lead, they might still have been able to resist Ye Xiwen head-on. But now that even Dragon Island had softened first, they naturally could not keep holding out.
They came one after another with gifts and apologies. Naturally, Ye Xiwen would not easily let go of such a good opportunity to extort them, and he squeezed out a great deal of cultivation resources.
Although these forces were far inferior to Dragon Island, with each of them contributing a portion, it was enough to make Ye Xiwen rich overnight.
Ye Xiwen increasingly felt the unpredictability of the Heavenly Dao, and sensed that a great age was about to descend. No matter how Ye Wudi had explained it before, Ye Xiwen had found it difficult to feel the same way.
But now, he himself could sense that feeling of mountains before the rain, winds filling the tower.
It was not merely because the situation throughout the Myriad Realms had become tense. Deep down, he also had such a feeling. It was an intuition, but he knew his intuition would not be wrong. Once one's cultivation reached his level, one would have extremely powerful premonitions about many matters. It was absolutely not merely an illusion.
Thus, he could sense an exceedingly dangerous presence drawing near. It was precisely because of this that his sense of crisis