It had been nearly a day since Li Ye made his move.
In that time, countless powerful figures had come from every direction.
Among them were quite a few Saints.
Now they had all gathered around Li Ye.
He was practically the moon surrounded by stars.
No one dared mention the Golden Winged Great Peng again, and no one was heading to the Immortal King's Dojo.
Saints were said to be able to resurrect without limit, yet Li Ye had killed nearly ten of them in a single day.
Before his Soul Devouring Treasure Bottle, a Saint's life-saving methods offered no advantage at all. They were utterly useless.
Only someone with a death wish would dare keep provoking him.
As the various factions saw it, Li Ye served as a guardian for the Golden Winged Great Peng lineage. He had merely learned a move or two from them, yet had already slaughtered the forces of the starry sky until not one was left intact.
Just how powerful, then, was the Golden Winged Great Peng lineage?
No one wanted to invite trouble.
The Golden Winged Great Peng lineage was proud. That was why they had raised someone like Li Ye to fend off the riffraff for them, handle some of their affairs, and act as their spokesperson.
They themselves were too disdainful to show their faces.
That was what the various factions thought.
Given the Golden Winged Great Peng lineage's nature, it did seem reasonable.
"Little friend, the Six-Armed Demon Ape clan on Ape Star is no ordinary clan. They have an old Saint who has been in seclusion for many years."
"He seems to be on the verge of successfully breaking into the Star Saint Realm."
"Since you have no feud with them, why not spare his life?"
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