What Makes You Think You're Worthy of Mentioning Supreme Ye?!

There was a storm that afternoon.

Ye Chen walked out of the old forest with Yang Tian and the rest. He headed to Tiannan from the northeast. When he passed by the capital, he could not help but stop. He lowered his head and looked at a certain spot below while his eyes flickered.

The Patriarch of Hell immediately asked, "Fellow Ye, what's wrong?"

With Ye Chen's help, he had stabilized his cultivation base. He had even recovered the soul power that he had drained.

"I'm fine, it's just that I sensed a familiar aura!"

Ye Chen frowned slightly and subsequently looked at the Patriarch of Hell, "Patriarch, protect them and wait for me here for a few minutes. I'll be back soon!"

With that, he immediately descended.

Beijing was currently raining heavily. The streets were filled with heavy rain, and there were two or three figures hurrying home. It was very deserted.