The purple-red sea of flowers on the ground gradually began to retreat.
"Wang Ye, I have seen the elder." Wang Ye was very polite.
Strength and respect were earned through battle.
Though it was just a minor test, it had already left a deep impression in the heart of the Yimu Yellow Dragon Emperor.
"Cease fire." The dragon chant of the Yimu Yellow Dragon Emperor resounded.
The assembly of Primitive Fierce Beast Emperors ceased their attacks, their fierce and terrifying expressions becoming obedient and docile as they retreated behind the Yimu Yellow Dragon Emperor.
The Qionghua Divine and the other three also landed behind Wang Ye, their eyes filled with nothing but surprise and stunned confusion.
They had been fighting desperately just a moment ago, so why were they suddenly getting along?
Did Wang Ye know the Yimu Yellow Dragon Emperor?
"Follow me." The Yimu Yellow Dragon Emperor looked at Wang Ye and said no more.