Yuan Ye sat in his demonic Dragon. In front of him stood a few extraterritorial Devils. Their clothes were already torn and they were injured. They looked extremely pathetic.
However, the expressions on their faces were different from the last time they had come to see Yuan Ye. The last time they had come to see Yuan Ye, their expressions had been very angry. This time, however, they were completely different. When they came to see Yuan Ye this time, their expressions were filled with fear.
Yuan Ye looked at the few of them and could not help but sigh in his heart. However, he could not scold them verbally. Instead, he said in a deep voice, " "It's really Zhao Hai? He's alone?"
One of the men said in a deep voice, " "I'm sure. It's Zhao Hai's great Dharma artifact. There's no one in the clan who doesn't know about his appearance and the demonic beast he uses. It's definitely Zhao Hai."
