Mortal Realm, Great Yu Realm, Western Region.
Thick yellow sand danced through the Gobi on the raging wind.
Inside an ancient city, monks in kasayas shuttled back and forth one after another, barefoot, their eyes filled with blazing sincerity.
At the center of the city, however, quite a few cultivators had gathered.
"What, is Golden Light Temple bullying my Ye Family? Or do you think my Ye Family has a good temper?" With that furious shout, everyone looked over.
Among them were no few disciplinary monks from Golden Light Temple, people from other subordinate forces, and also those who had come to the Western Region for trials.
Driven by Sanyuan Sacred City, the Great Yu Realm had now become the core realm of the Ten Yuan Realm in all but name. Naturally, the Western Region had also begun to open up, and there were far more cultivators who came for trials or treasure hunting.
At this moment, these cultivators swiftly formed a circle, looking at Golden Light Temple with expectant eyes. Even though Golden Light Temple's Nascent Soul disciplinary cultivator had already arrived and waved for the others to leave, at this moment, they merely took a few symbolic steps back.
They were rather turning a deaf ear to the urging of a Nascent Soul Cultivator.
They recognized the person who had spoken. This man was a direct descendant of Ye Jingcheng, the grandson of Ye Tengxi—Ye Guangyi.
His talent was absolutely considered excellent in the Ye Family. It was only because members of the Ye Family could not appear on the Golden Core rankings; otherwise, he would definitely have made the list.
So young, not even one hundred and fifty, yet he was already at mid-stage Golden Core.
And this man was a lord who feared neither heaven nor