"Foolish thing." A kilometer away, Ling Zhiyuan stood on a small hill, watching the entire scene where Ye Huan refused and "showed his face" to the chieftains of the hundred clans, and couldn't help but let out a teasing laugh. A barely noticeable sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
After Ye Huan and the chieftains of the hundred clans left the Tian family martial arts arena, Ling Zhiyuan leaped into the air, transforming into a black mist and disappearing.
When he appeared again, he was already 5,000 meters away, hidden within a large mountain, outside a mysterious cave dwelling completely covered by vines!
This cave dwelling was pitch black, and it was impossible to see anything inside from the outside. There were occasional sounds of bats flapping their wings, and the fierce roars of wild beasts, but not a hint of life.
However, Ling Zhiyuan remained calm, pushed aside the vines blocking the cave entrance, and entered the eerie cave dwelling directly.
