“You can’t leave!” The leader of the black clothed men, An Yu, said, “Yang Ye, unless a Saint comes here today, otherwise you’re doomed!”

“How confident of you!” Yang Ye laughed coldly, “All I want to ask is if you dare to fight me in single combat?”

An Yu’s eyelids twitched. He was about to speak when Yang Ye suddenly pointed a finger at him and spoke loudly, “According to rumor, geniuses are numerous like dogs throughout the Central Divine Prefecture, ...