"Benefactor, do you think this thing is the burial place of a Dao Integration Talisman Lord?"
Looking at the enormous Golden Fortress before them, Wuxin quietly came up beside Ye Lin and spoke in a low voice.
"It's possible."
Ye Lin nodded.
At a glance, the Golden Fortress before them was clearly extraordinary. Golden light shimmered faintly across it, and it looked incredibly sturdy.
They didn't even need to try to open it; just from its appearance, the Golden Fortress was beyond the ability of Nascent Soul Realm cultivators to breach.
Hearing Ye Lin's answer, Wuxin's face lit up.
If this really was the burial place of a Dao Integration Talisman Lord, that meant all the good stuff was stored inside.
And the two of them were about to witness it.
Getting the inheritance of a Dao Integration Talisman Lord would be the best possible outcome.
At the thought, Wuxin's aura stirred faintly. As long as this was the burial place of a Dao Integration Talisman Lord, he would be the first to rush inside.
"I let the two of you come here because you're both quite powerful—among the strongest I've ever encountered."
"But that doesn't give you the right to act presumptuously in front of this emperor."
Noticing the aura stirring around Wuxin, Golden God fixed him with a sharp gaze, and his own aura pressed down on Wuxin.
In an instant, Wuxin was completely suppressed, his face turning red.
He was only at the Nascent Soul Early Stage. Against Golden God, who had spent millions of years accumulating power, he was clearly no match.
"Your Majesty Golden God, we mean no harm."
At that moment, Ye Lin placed a hand on Wuxin's shoulder, and the overwhelming pressure vanished at once.
"See that you don't."
Seeing Ye Lin dispel