News of the Blood Moon Race's destruction soon spread, shaking the entire Northern Region, especially the Ancient Race factions that had launched assassination attempts against Ye Fan.
Other Primordial Royal Clans came to Blood Moon Ridge and found the whole place reduced to scorched earth, as though a lightning tribulation had struck it.
The Blood Moon King had been a Sage King, yet not even a scrap of him remained. Many of the Ancient Race believed an Ancient Sage of the Human Race had killed him, rather than a lightning tribulation.
"Ancient Sages of the Human Race, aren't you afraid we'll wash the Eastern Wasteland in blood after you wiped out an entire Primordial Royal Clan like this?"
The radical factions of the Ancient Race issued vicious threats, hoping to use this as an excuse to overturn the rule forbidding Sages from emerging.
"Hahaha...! Wash the Eastern Wasteland in blood? Who gave you the guts? Let me tell you the truth: I was the one who wiped out Blood Moon Ridge! If I can toy a Sage to death, I can toy a Sage King to death too!"
"If you want to kill me, bring it on! I'll take whatever you throw at me. Do you dare come? Hahaha..."
Facing these arrogant members of the Ancient Race, Ye Fan brought no one with him. He drove the Tractor straight into their territory in the Northern Region and hurled threats even more brazen than those of their radical factions.
Once he had delivered his threats, Ye Fan immediately left. He came in a hurry and departed just as swiftly, without the slightest dawdling.
The Tractor moved with such elusive speed that the Ancient Race members who wanted to kill him could not divine his location. For a time, they were so