"Palace Lord!" the cultivators of the Ye Imperial Palace all called out. Many people had expressions of reverence. Some Ye Imperial Palace disciples in the Renhuang Plane had very fanatic gazes.
Their palace lord, Ye Futian, was already able to fight with a Great Emperor. This meant that Ye Futian was comparable to Great Emperors.
The Ye Imperial Palace counted as a true emperor-level force now.
After Ye Futian landed, Hua Jieyu, Gu Dongliu, and the others surrounded him. Zhuge Mingyu asked, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," Ye Futian answered, smiling. "Haotian the Great can't defeat me anymore, so he retreated. Even if he continued fighting, he wouldn't be able to succeed. Leaving is the wisest choice."
Zhuge Mingyue had a bright smile in her eyes. She seemed very calm, but there were deep emotions within.
