"Who?"
Suddenly, Ye Buqu turned his head to look behind him. Only after seeing that everyone's expressions were normal did he turn back, his heart filled with vigilance.
All along the way, he had felt as though someone was following him, yet he could not find that person's trace at all.
Holding the Ten Thousand Dao Sacred Art, he had become extraordinarily alert. Any rustle of wind or stir of grass could draw his attention.
"Now isn't the time to make a move. Once you leave the city, you'll die for sure."
Ye Hong stood in the distance, watching Ye Buqu with killing intent filling his eyes. After following him all this way, he had finally seen through Ye Buqu's cultivation—second level Qi Refining.
This left him deeply puzzled. How had someone at the second level of Qi Refining gotten in here? With such cultivation, coming here was no different from seeking death.
But Ye Hong did not think that much about it. Second level Qi Refining—he could kill him with a flip of his hand.
Elder Hong within the ring was far more vigilant than Ye Hong. If someone at the second level of Qi Refining dared come here, then he was either a greenhorn or had some great power watching over him. The latter was more likely.
Still, he did not take it too seriously. If Ye Hong insisted, then at worst, he would lend him a hand when the time came.
As time passed, the battle above gradually died down. The buildings within Unrivaled City had all found their owners.
Above, Taiyuan had a Long Sword strapped across his waist. With his hands behind his back, he watched the young man before him.
"Taiyuan, must you fight me for it? With your strength and your backing, who