Yang Ye gazed indifferently at Mo Ke while holding his sword in hand, and he had an indifferent expression on his face.

The profounders on the city wall erupted into an uproar when they saw Yang Ye. Obviously, they hadn’t expected that Yang Ye would actually dare to make an appearance. Moreover, he’d even come here on his own. As far as they were concerned, Yang Ye should hide like a tortoise forever. After all, the strength of Mo Ke and those profounders from the devil race ...