The black robed man led Yang Ye away from the street and arrived at a small house by the street.

The house was only dimly lit and quite dark.

There was just one wooden chair in the room.

The black robed man spoke softly, “Please wait a moment!”

He withdrew a talisman and crushed it.

Around 10 minutes later, a figure appeared on the chair before Yang Ye.

That figure sat on the chair while covered beneath the darkness, so the figure’s appearance was impossible to discern.

Once the figure appeared, the black robed man by Yang Ye’s side immediately left.

A short while passed before the person said, “You even have Chaotic Fruits! I’m really surprised!”

The person’s voice was quite hoarse. Obviously, it had been changed.

Yang Ye smiled, “I’ll just be frank. How much do you know about the Ancient Sword Sect and Soul Sect?”

The figure replied, “Everything!”

Yang Ye’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Really?”

The figure nodded, “Our network of information is the greatest throughout Eternal Kingdom. It isn’t just the Eternal Kingdom, we know about the desolate race and Eternal Border too. Of course, we know about you as well!”

Yang Ye smiled,...