At this moment, the courtyard in the restricted area of the Holy Land was extremely silent.
It was as if the hustle and bustle of the whole world had nothing to do with here.
When the Holy Judge opened the wooden door and stood in front of Ye Bei, time, space, fallen leaves, and everything, all solidified at this moment.
Ye Bei's expression was normal, but, the Holy Judge's reaction was great.
There was constant cold sweat on his forehead.
The muscles on his face twitched slightly.
His clear pupils also seemed to dodge a bit, and he didn't dare to face Ye Bei directly.
"Master!"
After a long time, the Holy Judge took another deep breath, looked at Ye Bei, bent over slightly, and shouted these two words in a very respectful voice.
...
This voice spread all over the world almost at the same time.
