Lu Xiaoran led the Martial Gods into the Ye family courtyard step by step.
Finally, they stopped in the largest square of the Ye family.
At this moment, almost all the direct descendants of the Ye family had been destroyed.
However, Lu Xiaoran would not be careless because of this.
In the corner of the hall sat a white-robed youth.
His eyes were closed, and there was no true energy flowing on the surface of his body. It was as if he was simply waiting for everyone.
The moment Wang Cai saw him, it said, "Detected a hot shot. Master, please kill him. There will be a reward."
Lu Xiaoran was used to it. Behind him, Su Lingwu slowly stepped forward.
"It's been three years, Ye Junlin. I've returned to find you."
Su Lingwu's gaze was cold as he stared fixedly at Ye Junlin, his eyes revealing a piercingly cold killing intent.
Ye Junlin did not open his eyes.
