"It's the grand army of the Northern King!"
"Who is this young man?"
"Could it be the rumored Ye Wudao?"
"Impossible, wasn't Ye Wudao dead?" All the martial artists in the ancient battlefield were discussing fervently, and Ye Wudao instantly became the center of attention.
"Hehe, I originally didn't want to use this boy's life in exchange for the Ghost Doctor's life, but it turns out he's a big fish!" Jiang Tao grinned.
"You brat, who exactly are you?" Long Tian stared intently at Ye Wudao.
At this moment, hundreds of thousands of eyes in the venue were fixed on Ye Wudao.
Ye Wudao placed his hand on his face and slowly removed a mask as thin as a cicada's wing, revealing his true face.
A stern face, utterly unyielding, with black pupils that carried a cold and resolute killing aura, enough to make men jealous and women blossom with joy!