Dead!

Yang Ye glanced at the man and said, “Looks like that person was very strong!”

The middle aged man nodded slightly, “Unprecedentedly strong. His attack… It’s absolutely difficult for me to describe that attack. Actually, if he hadn’t attacked me, I wouldn’t have thought that he was a sword cultivator. Unfortunately, I was dead when he drew his sword.”

Yang Ye shook his head slightly. He’d guessed who that sword cultivator was.

Who else possessed such strength in the large universe?

It was obviously the Unfettered One!

Suddenly, the middle aged man said, “No matter what, everything is in the past. I’ve fulfilled my wish by leaving my inheritance behind!”

Yang Ye laughed bitterly, “Luckily, you don’t want me to avenge you. Otherwise, I would probably be helpless to accomplish that!”

The man grinned, “Good luck!”

His figure gradually vanished once he finished speaking.

Meanwhile, a huge amount of information surged into Yang Ye’s mind.

Backstab!

The information was the technique the middle aged man had promised Yang Ye.

Yang Ye...