"Impudent! Who's got the gall to surround Blood City? Are you tired of living?"
A furious roar rang out from within Blood City, and three black-robed figures appeared above it.
Their faces were aged, their bodies thin as sticks, and their eyes hollow and lifeless. Yet they radiated a terrifying aura as they stared at Ye Lin with eyes like dead fish.
"I'm Ye Lin, an Inner Sect disciple of Nameless Mountain. I've come under orders to put you scum to death."
Ye Lin looked at the three before him and spoke coldly.
"So you're a distinguished disciple of Nameless Mountain. Since you are one, we'll spare your life, fellow cultivator. Take your people and leave at once. This is not something you can interfere in."
Who would have thought that after hearing Ye Lin's identity, the three not only showed no fear but mocked him instead.
"It seems Nameless Mountain has been quiet for too long. It's made people like you forget its majesty."
Ye Lin's face darkened with anger.
"Hahaha, fellow cultivator, you've cultivated for so long just to reach this level. Don't ruin your future."
"You're still young. You have plenty of opportunities ahead. Leave at once. This is not something you can interfere in."
"My Blood City has been rooted in Black Sand Prefecture for over a thousand years. Why has no one dared to destroy it? There's a lot behind that."
"So, do you understand?"
The man standing in the middle raised his head to look at Ye Lin and spoke in a hoarse voice.
Their Blood City had openly allowed these enemies of the Human Race to gather there for over a thousand years. Many forces had tried to destroy Blood City during that time.
But in the end, those forces had all disappeared.