A middle aged man was standing not too far away from him, and it was none other than Yang Wudi.

However, Yang Wudi had his hands.

The Sprite of Slaughter was forcefully suppressed on the ground, and it couldn’t move at all.

Yang Wudi gazed at Yang Ye, “Are you surprised?”

Yang Ye nodded. He hesitated for a moment and said, “This isn’t your main body?”

Yang Wudi smiled, “Of course not!”

Yang Ye lowered his head slightly.

Meanwhile, Yang Wudi grabbed the Sprite of Slaughter over to Yang Ye, “It’s a clone I left here, and it has 50% of my strength!”

As he spoke, he gazed at the Sprite of Slaughter, “I’m here for this guy.”

Yang Ye was puzzled, “Why?”

Yang Wudi explained, “You came into contact with that prehistoric expert, and that allowed this Sprite of Slaughter to gain knowledge of your existence. He asked the prehistoric expert to capture you and bring you here. I stopped them before, but I felt that this fellow wasn’t ordinary, so I followed them. After that, I realized...