Xiao Yi continued his journey, pressing on.
Unbeknownst to him, in just a few short days, his notorious reputation had spread throughout the entire Wind Saint Empire.
The entire royal family of the Wind Saint Empire was already in turmoil.
But it is worth mentioning that, originally driven by the enticing reward, many Martial Artists had gradually started to shy away from this bounty.
No matter how rich the reward, one must be alive to claim it.
The only ones still pursuing Xiao Yi were the official warriors of the Wind Saint Empire.
The Wind Saint Guard, as the most elite force of official warriors in the Wind Saint Empire, had almost completely mobilized.
Suddenly, the entire Wind Saint Empire was on edge.
At that time, a team of the Wind Saint Guard appeared within an Asura Hall Branch Hall.
"Deacon Zhao," the captain of the Wind Saint Guard greeted a middle-aged man with a cupped fist salute.
The middle-aged man was the Chief Steward of this branch hall.
