"By the way, does Senior Battle Emperor have any news of the Night Emperor?"
Ye Xiwen immediately asked the question that concerned him most. He desperately wanted to know where the Night Emperor was. The Night Emperor had repeatedly laid traps for him and sent people after him without cease. Ye Xiwen had even been grievously wounded and barely escaped death. There was no room whatsoever for reconciliation between them; it was bound to end with one dead and the other alive.
Previously, Ye Xiwen had only barely been able to contend with the Night Emperor, so naturally he could not confront him head-on. But now the situation had completely reversed. It was time to settle this account with the Night Emperor properly.
"Fellow Daoist Martial Emperor certainly is impatient!" Battle Emperor looked at Ye Xiwen with a half-smile, though inwardly he was somewhat startled. Judging from what Ye Xiwen had displayed, he clearly had every confidence that he could kill the Night Emperor.
Just how powerful had Ye Xiwen become? It was simply unimaginable. His previous killing of Eagle Horn Emperor Lord had absolutely not been luck, nor had it merely been as some claimed—a powerful secret art.
Otherwise, after using such a secret art, Ye Xiwen should have been hiding away to recover from his injuries. There was no way he would be suggesting that they find the Night Emperor.
"He has tried time and again to put me to death. Naturally, I will not let matters rest with him. This is the perfect time to uproot him as well!" Ye Xiwen's expression was icy, and his tone brimmed with killing intent—even stronger than the killing intent he had held toward Eagle Horn Emperor Lord.
"I came to find you this time not only to deliver a message