Lin Ping immediately changed his mind and decided to contact his master. First, no one would joke about their own life. If this turned out to be false and his master blamed him for it, the person before him would definitely not survive.
From beginning to end, no one had ever been able to treat him, Lin Ping, like a monkey for their amusement.
Most importantly, he had indeed sensed this woman's unusual nature. Back when he had been cultivating, his peerless talent had earned the great affection of his master—the Sect Master of the Yin-Yang Divine Sect—who had once given him a drop of essence blood to aid his cultivation.
For a supreme powerhouse at the level of the Yin-Yang Divine Sect's Sect Master, a single drop of essence blood surpassed the vast majority of supreme treasures.
Yet the aura of the woman before him bore a faint resemblance to that drop of blood.
If it had not been this woman, he would have turned around and left at once, thinking only that Ye Lin was an idiot.
Lin Ping formed seals with both hands, then tossed out several stones and placed them before him. At once, beams of light shot out from the stones and intertwined with one another, forming a spell array.
At the center of the array, a ball of light slowly condensed. In the end, a figure appeared before Lin Ping, and an utterly terrifying aura instantly enveloped a million li around them.
Countless creatures within that million-li radius were crushed to the ground. Even in the Endless Deep Sea, innumerable creatures wore looks of terror, lying motionless against the ground.
As if they had seen something unimaginably dreadful.
"Your disciple pays respects to Master."
"We pay respects to the Sect Master."
Lin Ping clasped