The old man spoke slowly, while Ye Lin's expression did not waver in the slightest as he replied.
"Yes. Nameless Mountain no longer needs me, and before long, I no longer intend to serve as Nameless Mountain's Sect Master."
After Ye Lin finished speaking, the old man tapped the armrest with his right hand, once, then again, without any rhythm.
"Are you afraid?"
The old man raised his head and fixed Ye Lin with his profound eyes.
"The Human Race is now caught in peril. There is only one reason for you to resign as Nameless Mountain's Sect Master: you are afraid. You fear the unknown challenges ahead. You do not dare face them."
"Am I right or not?"
After the old man spoke, the entire hall fell silent. He simply looked at Ye Lin in silence.
At that moment, those deep eyes seemed as though they wished to see straight through him.
"I am not afraid. Looking back through the ancient ages, whenever the Human Race fell into peril, great Human Race cultivators who feared neither death nor hardship would step forward and save the Human Race from disaster."
"It was precisely because generations of Human Race forebears shed their blood and gave their lives, persisting without end, that our Human Race was able to survive. So I am resigning as Nameless Mountain's Sect Master in order to wait for that person to appear."
"To wait for the person who will save the Human Race from peril. If I continue serving as Nameless Mountain's Sect Master, I will only suppress them and leave them with no chance to rise."
"But if I step down as Nameless Mountain's Sect Master, someone will naturally emerge once more, leading Nameless Mountain and the entire Human Race back to glory. Besides, I no