"Get to work. Kill all these people, and save the Golden Core cultivator for last."
Once the two had finished discussing it, they charged straight at Old Master Wang.
Seeing this, Old Master Wang unleashed his full aura. But the next instant, he dropped to his knees and clutched his chest, coughing up blood.
Ye Lin slowly raised his right hand. Black Sword Intent swirled around it, gradually condensing into a small black sword.
"Slash."
With a quiet word, Ye Lin's finger swept downward.
The two men, who had been so confident just moments ago, were split cleanly in half and fell to the ground.
For Ye Lin now, killing an ordinary Golden Core cultivator was like slaughtering a pig or a dog.
"Let's go. Take me to see the Stone Stele."
Having finished everything, Ye Lin clasped his hands behind his back and spoke, as though he had done something utterly trivial.
The three members of the Wang family stared at the corpses on the ground and swallowed hard.
"Y-yes... M-My lord, please follow me."
Wang Qing had even changed how he addressed Ye Lin. Ye Lin was simply too powerful; in Wang Qing's eyes, he was a heavenly god.
Following the three members of the Wang family into the Back Mountain, Ye Lin felt the life force grow stronger with every step.
When they reached the far end, Ye Lin looked at the enormous boulder before him and was overjoyed.
He was now one hundred percent certain: the thing before him was one of the nine stone fragments.
"My lord, this is the Mysterious Stone Stele. It belongs to you now."
After Wang Qing finished speaking, Ye Lin waved his hand, and the Stone Stele was already inside his Spatial Ring.
Then Ye Lin looked toward the lush