Half an hour later, the car successfully arrived at the Yang City International Hotel.
Although the hotel appeared normal from the outside, it had long since been tightly guarded. Even a fly could not go in.
Countless cultivators dressed in black were hiding in various corners, paying close attention to the situation around the hotel. They were there to prevent anyone from causing trouble.
Ye Chen walked out of the car slowly. He naturally saw everything after spreading out his Divine Consciousness.
A strange look flashed across his eyes.
He could sense that there were many powerful auras around this small hotel. Most of them were Martial Dao masters and Illuminating God powerhouses.
It was even grander than what he had experienced at Yaoshan.
However, when he thought that today was the day of negotiation between Shang Santian and the secular world, he felt relieved.
