Ye Yinzhu stood still, watching as the two figures gradually disappeared from sight. Not one for trivial matters, he was curious about the woman named Black Phoenix but did not forget why he was here. He must have been mistaken. When the Seven Nations, Seven Dragons ranking battle begins, there should still be an opportunity to meet, albeit as enemies. However, he mused, Black Phoenix really was quite beautiful.
Lost in his thoughts, Ye Yinzhu quickly walked towards the center of Faran's Holy City. The closer he got to the center, the stronger he could feel the magic elemental fluctuations in the air. When he saw the inner city wall towering at least ten meters high, the elemental fluctuation was as strong as the oppressive aura of a Silver Dragon. Viscous magic elements slowly flowed freely through the air. His Divine Source Magic Robe was greedily absorbing these magic elements into Ye Yinzhu's body, significantly increasing the rate at which he accumulated magic power.