Wen Lifeng

However, this was normal. Strength reigned supreme in the Kunlun Mountains, and Ye Chen was not only powerful but also their savior. It was only natural to feel that way. 

Ye Chen glanced at the Black Tiger King and said, "You can go. When I need you, I will communicate through the connection in my sea of consciousness."

The three black tigers took a long look at Ye Chen before turning around and heading deeper into the forest.

"Let's go."

Ye Chen walked ahead with his hands behind his back. Although the city gate had inspections, they were not stringent.

After all, everyone was allowed to enter the Land of Slaughter. However, surviving inside was another matter altogether.

As soon as Ye Chen stepped inside, he felt countless cold gazes turn his way. Among them, there was no lack of saint king realm experts.

"Mr. Ye, our father is in a place called the Myriad Water Pavilion. It's about a kilometer north of here," Wen Shishi said.