Yang Ye gazed at An Nanjing for a long time, and then he grinned, “You’re right. Our heart is one. It doesn’t matter even if all eight of the supreme clans join forces against us!”

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Meanwhile, twelve black figures appeared behind Yang Shen.

The two black figures who led the group and held daggers in their hands were True Realm experts. As for the others by their sides, they were Zenith Realm experts.

Even though the Yang Clan was ...