Yang Ye frowned slightly.

He’d been discovered!

Yang Ye shook his head. He knew that he’d underestimated the undying race.

He stopped concealing himself and walked out slowly from the shadows.

The man glanced at Yang Ye and said, “A sword cultivator?”

Yang Ye nodded.

The man chuckled, “Since you dared to come here on your own, I presume you’re very confident in yourself. Come, show it to me.”

Yang Ye glanced at the surroundings, ...