Ye Zhen was actually feeling somewhat expectant and restless.
If the Devil Race really sent a Creation Realm Divine General, could Ye Zhen take him down?
Of course, not personally.
Rather, Ye Zhen wanted to test the strength of the Southern Barbarian Divine King within Sacred Spirit Peak.
Ye Zhen had many thoughts.
For example, where was the limit of this heavily wounded Southern Barbarian Divine King?
Could he slay a Creation Realm Divine General?
Could he deal with an even more powerful Creation Realm Divine King?
Or, if this Southern Barbarian Divine King slew a Creation Realm Divine General, how much could Ye Zhen gain from it?
Rationally, Ye Zhen followed the advice of Heavenly Luck Sect's Grand Sect Master Su Chilun, making his route of return as complicated as possible. He had Cloud Winged Tiger King Xiao Mao carry him through flight and spatial evasion, avoiding any possible ambushes and traps.
Yet deep in his heart, Ye Zhen hoped that the Devil Race could pinpoint his whereabouts and fight him in a grand battle.
His bones still brimmed with hot blood and a thirst for adventure.
However, after stepping out through Luoyi's city gates, reason ultimately defeated that hot blood and adventurous spirit.
Now that the ban on Creation Realm participation in battle had been lifted, if he had a choice, it was better for the wounded Southern Barbarian Divine King within Sacred Spirit Peak to remain hidden for as long as possible.
After leaving the city gates and finding an open area, Ye Zhen's figure flashed, and he vanished into thin air.
Yet at the very instant Ye Zhen disappeared, a talisman message descended from the sky and landed where Ye Zhen had vanished.
The next moment, Ye Zhen reappeared, looking thoughtful.
"Marshal, the Holy Eagle Clan