938: C938 Envy

C938 Envy

After boarding the plane, Ye Ziheng took a good sleep. For the past half a year, he had been in seclusion, cultivating day by day. After breaking through, he continued to cultivate martial skills for a few months. Now that he could finally sleep, he naturally had to sleep peacefully.2

However, just as Ye Ziheng laid down, he felt that he had just closed his eyes. In the next second, the captain had already arrived beside Ye Ziheng and patted him on the shoulder.

"Senior Ye, we've arrived."

Ye Ziheng suddenly woke up and looked at the plane outside with sleepy eyes. They had really arrived.

Ye Ziheng nodded and did not say anything else. He unbuckled his seatbelt and slowly walked down from the plane.

Then, the captain continued to run and lead the way for Ye Ziheng. After walking for more than an hour, the captain's legs were numb from walking. Only then did they reach the huge palace on Starry Mountain.

This palace looked very big. It could accommodate nearly a thousand people, but judging from the appearance of the building, it must have been built not long ago.

Around the hall, there was a warrior with an extraordinary cultivation standing in every corner. He seemed to be the guard protecting everyone in the hall.

However, Ye Ziheng felt that this was a little strange. What kind of people were in the hall? They were the supreme experts of Martial Arts World. The lowest cultivation base among them was probably at the beginning of the ninth grade, while the rest were probably at the True Human realm. If he could get a few guards of the fifth or sixth grade, he would be attacked by enemies. Who should be protecting who?

However, Ye Ziheng did not care too much about it. In any case, if an enemy really attacked, Ye Ziheng would fight if he won. If he could not win, he would run. He did not have the mood to care about other people.

Ye Ziheng walked to the entrance of the main hall and didn't even have the time to push open the door of the main hall. At this moment, a hundred people with blond hair, blue eyes, and a high nose suddenly picked up the Magical Treasure in their hands. They pointed at Ye Ziheng and said in a threatening tone.

"Who are you? What do you want?! If you are here to deliver a letter, stand here for now. When the time is up, we will let you in."

Ye Ziheng turned his head to look at the white warrior. Although he was very unhappy that he was stopped by someone, he did not intend to quibble with the white warrior because this guy only wanted to protect the safety of this place.

Therefore, Ye Ziheng generously released his aura and poured the powerful pressure unique to True Human Realm warriors onto this disciple.

The white warrior instantly understood what was going on. Cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead as he hurriedly apologized.

"I'm sorry, Senior. I was blind. Please don't blame me, Senior."

Ye Ziheng smiled lightly.

"It doesn't matter. You were just thinking about comforting me here."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the hall. Once the door was opened, everyone inside threw curious and puzzled looks at Ye Ziheng.

However... A few seconds later, when they felt the powerful pressure coming from Ye Ziheng's body... They couldn't help but reveal shocked expressions as they looked at Ye Ziheng. Apart from shock, there was also a hint of jealousy in their hearts.

Ye Ziheng looked like he was only in his early twenties, but his cultivation base had already reached a level that some people wouldn't be able to achieve even if they spent a hundred years. Who would be jealous if such a 20 year old boy was able to do it?

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