Man Yuan had started following their group since the moment they left the Ancient City of Hallows, but he didn’t act impatiently because Nether Maiden was there. He hadn’t acted within Nameless City just now because there were too many people watching, and Nether Maiden would definitely be alarmed if he couldn’t finish Yang Ye with one blow.

So, he had no choice but to wait bitterly for an opportunity. Fortunately, he didn’t have to wait for long.

“Yang Man, do you know what these flags are?” He felt that victory was within his grasps, so he wasn’t impatient to act, and he started explaining instead, “These are barrier flags. So long as there are sufficient extreme-grade energy stones to power them, then not to mention an ordinary Half-Saint, it can even trap a mid-grade Half-Saint. So, it’s impossible for you to escape today!”

“A mid-grade Half-Saint?” Yang Ye who was about to attack instantly stopped himself, and then he frowned as he asked, “Half-Saints are divided into grades?”

At this moment, Man Yuan was clearly in a good mood, so he explained, “They weren’t. But there are no Saints on Profounder Continent while Half-Saints are the strongest, and there are differences in strength between Half-Saints. So, our ancestors divided themselves into 3 grades....