"They have already seen how fast we are developing. They definitely won't stand by and watch. We absolutely cannot let down our guard. Go make the arrangements."
After Wang Hou finished speaking, he turned and left. The people below secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Hou put far too much pressure on them, as though a mountain were pressing down on their backs, leaving them unable to breathe.
Now, things were better.
Elsewhere, Wang Hou arrived at the place where he had once lived. His benefactor was stationed here, and he had not returned in ten years.
After opening the restriction, Wang Hou walked inside step by step.
The last time he had left, he had been steeped in the air of twilight years. This time, he returned with confidence written all over his face, like a completely different person.
This time, he had returned with the Human Race, which had already risen to prominence. He wanted to prove to this person that he had done it.
When he reached the original location, Ye Lin was still sitting there quietly. He was no different from ten years ago, as though he had never moved at all.
"You have done very well. You know how to walk the road ahead. This time, I grant you the cultivation of a Martial Emperor."
At that moment, Ye Lin happened to open his eyes and spoke blandly. Then he pointed at Wang Hou. In an instant, the realm that had trapped Wang Hou for ten years suddenly loosened.
He naturally stepped into the Martial Emperor realm.
Wang Hou looked at Ye Lin with a solemn expression. He was not the slightest bit delighted by his increased cultivation; instead, his heart was heavy with worries.
"You have paid such a huge price to do