Ye Long knew in his heart that the ancient martial arts competition was no longer important!
The real enemy of the Ye family was the man before him, Ye Wudao!
"Quack, so what if you don't have a dad, even Lord Crow doesn't have a dad!" the ghostly crow on Ye Wudao's shoulder retorted.
"Shut up!" Ye Wudao spoke.
The ghostly crow quietly closed its mouth.
"Ye Long, you will pay the price of death for your brutality and stupidity!" Ye Wudao slowly drew the Beiwang Blade, pointing its edge directly at Ye Long.
"You little bastard, all of this is because of you! Your father caused our Ye family to suffer the royal family's ostracization, and you caused even greater chaos in my Ye family, splitting it in two, I will kill you!" Enraged, Ye Long attacked fiercely with a palm strike.
"Flame Palm!"
As Ye Long struck with his palm, flames surprisingly swirled around his hand, its power extremely formidable, deadly to any ordinary War God realm martial artist on contact.
