The martial artists within Sword Martial City were unaware that Little White had left Sword Martial City with Xiao Ye's instructions.
He himself was a ferocious beast, and if not for following Xiao Ye, he would roam this world freely, with those ancient forests and vast mountain ranges as his true home.
He was originally the supreme among ferocious beasts.
Xiao Ye stood in the sky above Sword Martial City, watching as Little White's silhouette gradually disappeared, and then turned his gaze toward the direction of Black Rock City, where a cold glint flashed in his deep eyes.
That place used to belong to the Wuji Sect, but now it had been occupied by a band of petty people who were plotting to utterly destroy Wuji Sect and completely divide the Three Alliances Domain.
"I, Xiao Ye, do not provoke others, but if others provoke me, I will repay them a hundredfold." Xiao Ye murmured to himself.
The whistling gale in the high sky seemed to be brewing a storm.
