"Brr~"
Seeing Ye Lin casually slay fifteen Nascent Soul Peak cultivators, gasps rang out across the entire plaza.
The disciples stared at Ye Lin one after another, their eyes filled with adoration.
What kind of imposing might was this?
What kind of strength was this?
Killing Nascent Soul Realm cultivators was no different from killing cats and dogs.
When would they ever possess such strength?
To them, this was enough power to destroy a sect. Yet before Ye Lin, it was nothing at all.
It was truly terrifying.
From that moment on, they had a new idol—and that idol was Ye Lin.
Chu Xue was also stunned by the sight before her.
Though they had not seen each other for years, she knew Ye Lin's talent was enough to surpass most people. But she had never imagined he would be so powerful.
It was one thing for him to cultivate so quickly, but his combat strength was equally heaven-defying. He could hardly be called human.
Just then, numerous figures appeared all around. Every one of them wore monk's robes, had a gleaming bald head, and pressed their palms together, their faces filled with compassion.
"Buddha Son."
The figures bowed to Wuxin one after another, their faces full of reverence.
Without exception, every one of them was at Nascent Soul Peak.
These Nascent Soul Peak cultivators were nothing like the useless weaklings Ye Lin had casually slain.
Ever since Buddha Son's position had been secured, he had been able to command part of Buddha Mountain's strength.
"Eighteen Arhats, heed my command."
Wuxin gave a cold snort.
"Within half an hour, destroy every sect within a million li that took part in this operation. Leave none alive."
"We obey the Buddha Son's command."
The Eighteen Arhats bowed to Wuxin, then swiftly vanished