"As long as you complete this task, not only will the Third Prince reward you handsomely, I too will give you benefits beyond anything you can imagine."
Hearing Fu Heng's words, Ye Lin fell into deep thought.
"You may discuss it. I'll excuse myself and give you half a shichen."
Seeing the two fall silent, Fu Heng tactfully vanished. Once he was gone, Ye Lin and Hong Batian communicated through voice transmission.
But they could not forget that the Heaven-Monitoring Instrument was still here, watching over heaven and earth and wielding the authority of the Heavenly Dao in its stead. It was truly terrifying.
"How about the two of us just run? This sounds far too troublesome. And if what that old man said is true, there are Loose Immortal-level beings here."
"With my current strength, even against a One-Tribulation Loose Immortal, all I could do is run—and I might not even escape."
"If the two of us go in there to play, we'll very likely be played to death."
Hong Batian said gloomily. There were Loose Immortal-level beings here; it was best to be cautious.
"But if we leave, we likely won't be able to get out. There's no so-called bronze gate here, and this place truly is a vast world."
"We passed through that bronze gate and came to an entirely new world. A secret realm could not possibly produce Loose Immortal-level beings."
Ye Lin shook his head. What level of secret realm could give birth to Loose Immortal-level beings? Ordinary secret realms had once been small worlds opened up by mighty experts.
As time evolved, they eventually became small worlds of their own. But what level of great expert could create a small world capable of producing Loose Immortals?
Perhaps not even true immortals could accomplish that.