Hearing Taichu's words, Ye Lin felt a warmth in his heart. Taichu had practically paved the way for him. Having a master like this was simply incredible.
This was the first time Ye Lin had experienced the perks of having powerful backing.
"Besides fifty Nascent Soul Realm disciples, there are also three hundred Golden Core Outer Sect disciples. They'll all be under your command. Go. The Mysterious Yin Sect has three Spirit Transformation True Persons."
"I believe you can deal with them. Go."
After Taichu finished speaking, Ye Lin bowed respectfully to him, then turned and headed straight into Nameless Mountain.
At that moment, fifty Nascent Soul Realm cultivators stood in a vast formation on the Inner Sect plaza.
After all, Nameless Mountain was the Human Race's foremost power in the Eastern Continent. On ordinary days, one could hardly spot a few disciples, but whenever the sect called, the number of cultivators who answered was terrifying.
"Gasp, there are so many Nascent Soul Realm Inner Sect disciples. What are they going to do? Their presence is overwhelming. Each of them could probably take on three or four opponents at the same level."
"Of course. These fifty Nascent Soul Realm disciples were secretly trained by Nameless Mountain. They're different from us. They're like an army formation from a dynasty."
"Any one of them might not be much in a fight, but the formation they make together can briefly hold off a Spirit Transformation True Person."
Hearing the disciple beside them explain, the surrounding disciples drew in sharp breaths. This was just too incredible.
They were Inner Sect disciples of Nameless Mountain, yet for the first time, the sect felt so unfamiliar to them. Beneath the unremarkable surface of Nameless Mountain lay a force beyond their wildest imagination.
After a while, another