Lei Ye was interfering!

He couldn’t restrain himself any longer when he saw Yang Ye madly slaughter the geniuses of the Prediction Line.

Because if Yang Ye was allowed to continue, even if their joint forces were able to kill Yang Ye, the Prediction Line would have suffered terrible losses, and there would be a gap in a generation of experts for them. That was an absolutely lethal blow to the Prediction Line!

So, he had to act!

Even if Young Martial Uncle had threatened him, he still had to. Otherwise, even if Young Martial Uncle spared him, the Prediction Line wouldn’t.

Moreover, as far as he was concerned, Young Martial Uncle wasn’t here, and he had a chance while Young Martial Uncle’s main body wasn’t here!

Yang Ye glanced at his chest, there was a blood red palm print there, and it had injured his internal organs.

Ferocity curled up on the corners of Yang Ye’s mouth, and then he looked up at Lei Ye and was about to attack. However, Young...