In those expressive eyes, a divine brilliance flickered, as bright and dazzling as two suns.
"You did not disappoint."
Ye Hanjun chuckled softly, wiping the sweat from his disciple's brow, then looked back at the two clansmen.
If Yu Ruoxin was just shaking all over with excitement,
Ye Liuying and Ye Yin, these two battle-scarred members of the Ye Clan, were teary-eyed amidst their exhaustion and weakness.
"Good... really good..."
"Chengfeng Ancestor is the spirit of Heroic Spirits, even though he cares deeply about the clan, he lacks a human body and is a Fond Spirit representing the Heavenly Dao."
"After Shitian Ancestor, the Ming Lamp Night Clan finally has a new strongest member!"
"On the road to hell, those clansmen who fought for the family's continuation, the Guardian Holy Spirit can finally rest in peace!"
Ye Yin grinned, laughing while spitting blood at the same time.
Before he could fall to the ground, Ye Hanjun caught him, frowning slightly:
