Ye Tian had come to the Guardian Office to register for two reasons: first, to learn about the Heaven Domain Realm's actual circumstances; second, to see whether there were any cultivators of the Ye surname.
So many cultivators ascended every day. There had to be one or two newcomers who knew nothing about the Heaven Domain Realm and rashly revealed their real names.
Given Ye Tian's temperament, he naturally would not expose his true name.
Yet the mystery surrounding the Ye surname had always lingered in Ye Tian's inner heart.
Now that a youth of the Ye surname had spoken his name aloud, Ye Tian wanted to see how the people around him would react.
"What! Say that again?"
The Guardian Envoy immediately rose to his feet. A grave expression appeared on his face as he looked at the man before him, Wang Mang.
Even when Guardian Envoys encountered cultivators with extraordinary gifts or bizarre appearances, rare treasures, exotic beasts, or divine beast bloodlines, it was difficult to stir their interest.
Such things might have seemed rare to others, but they had long since grown accustomed to them.
Yet when it came to cultivators of the Ye surname alone, their reaction was astonishingly intense.
The Guardian Envoys nearby all set aside their work and came over to Wang Mang.
"I'll ask you one more time. Answer properly. What is your name?"
The Guardian Envoy spoke coldly. Even his voice had changed. The cultivator named Wang Mang was instantly dumbfounded.
When had he ever seen such a scene? He had merely tossed out a name, never expecting it to bring such enormous trouble.
Wang Mang could barely move. The terrifying pressure radiating from the Guardian Envoys made even breathing difficult.
He had not even become a god yet. How could he