Arrogant!
Dominant!
Upon hearing Ye Wudao's words, those coveting the Beiwang Blade were seething with rage!
The senior elder of the royal clan sitting in the main seat smiled and said, "My young friend truly possesses an overwhelming aura, much like that of the young North King who died prematurely, as the rumors suggest!"
"Thank you for the compliment, but I am certainly not comparable to the young North King!" Ye Wudao replied modestly.
"Hehe, just a word of caution from me! This ancient battlefield is dangerous, and the Ghost Doctor might not be able to protect you!" The senior elder of the royal clan said with a smile, his words laden with a heavy threat.
The Ghost Doctor, being incredibly astute, immediately caught the implicit meaning behind those words and retorted with a cold laugh, "Senior elder of the royal clan, this nephew is all I have. Anyone who wishes to lay a finger on him can try!"
The Ghost Doctor's words abruptly curbed the malicious intentions of many.