Both of them possessed extraordinarily formidable cultivation. Though they were still far from that market, they reached its outskirts before long.
Only upon arriving at the market did Ye Xiwen discover that it was already packed with people. Clearly, they had been waiting here for quite some time.
The arrival of the two immediately stirred the entire market.
"Is this the man who forcefully slew someone from the Heavenly Dao Alliance earlier?" someone asked, looking at Ye Xiwen with considerable doubt.
Ye Xiwen's aura was exceedingly faint, like that of an ordinary person. No matter how they sensed him, he did not seem like any sort of expert. If not for the many people who swore they had seen it with their own eyes—and for the knight and the ferocious beast beneath him, both slain in a single strike, whose corpses could not lie—they would never have believed that this young man, who looked as gentle as polished jade, could be so terrifying.
Yes, to them, Ye Xiwen truly seemed as gentle as polished jade. They could sense him from afar, yet he was neither overbearing nor sharp, unlike those famed Peak Quasi-Emperors who shone with dazzling brilliance.
Yet he was a strange man. At times, he seemed to possess an outstanding bearing, drawing people in without harming them. At other times, he seemed to have scarcely any presence at all; with one moment of carelessness, one would overlook him.
It was precisely because of this that people found him extraordinary, unable to see through his defining qualities at a glance.
"It seems to be him indeed. He looks rather strange, but I can't see anything special about him!"
"Can't see anything special? Why don't you try casually chopping a Quasi-Emperor to death with a hand blade? That was a