On Mount Buzhou, Ye Qiu stood at the peak of the advanced mountain and looked down at all living beings discussing the Dao. He couldn't help but smile.
"What do you plan to do next? Now that the Nine Heavens have moved, more than half of them have already acknowledged the existence of the Heavenly Court. There are also a small number of ancient large clans who are suspicious. Why don't I bring people to flatten them?"
Ye Qingxuan suggested as he stood beside Ye Qiu. During this period of time, he had been holding it in. It was mainly because Ye Qiu didn't let him bring people into the ancient battlefield to resist the foreign races. Before his father returned, he even asked him to follow Ye Qiu. He couldn't leave. It was very annoying.
Ye Qiu looked at his little brother with ill intentions and an evil thought flashed across his mind. However, after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was not too kind, so he threw away this evil thought.