With Ye Qingyu's control of the [Supreme Ice flame] today, not only would it not hurt him, but it would even be able to increase his vitality.

"Cough cough..." The armoured old man began coughing acutely, spitting out a mouthful of blood with pieces of his organs contained within it. His complexion was slightly red. This was evidently the last moments before his death. He was clear in his own heart that his death was imminent, but he finally had the strength to speak, "So it... it was Ye... .young hero Ye, I... I won't be able to make it..."

"Do you have any last wishes or words?" Ye Qingyu asked.

"Cough cough... I... did... I did not think I would overlook someone. Ye... young hero Ye... just who are you..." the armoured old man asked with great difficulty.

"Youyan Pass, Ye Qingyu." Ye Qingyu did not hide who he was.

When he had entered, he had not held the intention of hiding his identity deliberately. But it was just that the other experts, seeing his strength was low, did not place any importance to him at all. They did not even give him the opportunity of introducing himself.

"So... so... it was so..." The armoured...