"Phew, they're finally gone."
Watching Ye Lin and his group disappear, Wang Sheng let out a sigh of relief.
They had finally sent Ye Lin away. This time, they could truly relax completely.
Ever since Ye Lin had risen to fame by wiping out the Liu Family, their seven ancient clans had spent every day trembling in fear.
Though it had only been a few short days, they had personally experienced what true fear meant.
But now, everything was fine. It was all over.
At last, they could breathe easy.
From this day on, their seven ancient clans could once again hold their heads high in the Second Region.
Hahaha, his mood instantly improved. His heart felt unburdened—this feeling was downright exhilarating.
"They're here, they're here! The teleportation array has activated. That so-called Lord Ye will arrive any moment now."
"Hahaha, none of you fight me for it later. I'll go first and crush that so-called Lord Ye to death."
"The Eight Ancient Clans of the Second Region really are trash. They actually honored some junior as their lord? They really came up with that? He's just a junior, and I heard his cultivation is only at the seventh level of the Golden Immortal Realm."
"Seventh level of the Golden Immortal Realm? Why did I hear it was the eighth level?"
"It's all the same. Watch me suppress and kill him right here."
"You can't put it that way. After all, he did sweep through the entire Hundred Heroes Ranking."
"Ha, how much weight does the Hundred Heroes Ranking of the Second Region carry? I could do it too if I went."
"Heh, I'll just quietly watch you brag. The Second Region may be lacking as a place, but is there a single person on the Hundred Heroes Ranking who's