A short while later, Yang Ye walked out of the hall, and An Nanjing was by his side.

She glanced at Ding Shaoyao and remained silent.

“Let’s go!” Ding Shaoyao vanished once she finished speaking.

A moment later, Yang Ye and An Nanjing followed her.

Meanwhile, in the hall, Yang Lianshuang spoke softly, “What is the god race trying to do?”

“Don’t worry!” Elder Yuan smiled, “No matter what they are trying to do, both of them won’t be in danger.”

Yang Lianshuang gazed at Elder Yuan, “Why?”

Elder Yuan looked out of the hall, “Because regardless of whether it’s the undying race or the god race, they’ll have to pay a terrible price to kill the two of them. It’s a price that both sides don’t want to pay. Moreover, Miss Ding used to be friends with Yang Ye, so I believe she won’t harm him.”

Yang Lianshuang said, “But the god race is most important to her!”

Elder Yuan nodded and spoke softly, “That’s what I admire the most. In the face of the race’s interests, her own feelings should be put aside. Just because we like someone,...