A middle aged man was standing not too far away from him, and it was none other than Yang Wudi.

However, Yang Wudi had his hands.

The Sprite of Slaughter was forcefully suppressed on the ground, and it couldn’t move at all.

Yang Wudi gazed at Yang Ye, “Are you surprised?”

Yang Ye nodded. He hesitated for a moment and said, “This isn’t your main body?”

Yang Wudi smiled, “Of course not!”

Yang Ye lowered his head slightly.

Meanwhile, ...