Yang Ye left the Sky Dimension, but as soon as he did, he was stopped by ten men in golden armor!

The sky race!

Yang Ye chuckled, “That was fast!”

Actually, he’d expected it. Because if he was able to leave just like that, then the sky race would really be quite weak.

An old man with a spear in hand appeared before the group of golden armored men.

A Zen Realm expert!

The old man sized up Yang Ye, “Who’s helping you?”

Yang Ye grinned, ...