"Human? How did a human run out of the secret realm?"
"Don't worry about that. Capture this human first; we can torture him slowly afterward."
Voices drifted down from the sky. Seeing that things were going badly, Ye Lin took a step forward. Ripples spread through space, and at last, his figure vanished.
"Trying to run right under our noses? You really have no regard for us."
"Chase him."
"If I let you get away, how am I supposed to keep my head up afterward?"
Seeing Ye Lin flee, several furious voices rang out. Escaping right under their noses? He truly did not take them seriously at all.
"Thirty-eight Tribulation Transcendence cultivators and ten Mahayana cultivators... Since when did peak mighty figures become so cheap?"
Feeling the dozens of overwhelmingly powerful auras behind him, Ye Lin cursed inwardly.
Back then, top-tier experts had been nothing more than legends. But now, were they really this worthless?
Tribulation Transcendence cultivators walked the streets, and Mahayana cultivators were worth less than dogs?
"With your strength, you can swallow every last one of them."
The Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar's unhurried voice sounded by Ye Lin's ear. If Ye Lin went all out, he could still clash with the mighty figures behind him.
"I went all out just now and damaged my meridians. Forget this many people—even an ordinary Mahayana cultivator would be enough to make me suffer."
Ye Lin grumbled incessantly. To kill the princess earlier, he had not hesitated to injure his meridians. Now, the moment he circulated his cultivation technique, pain surged through his entire body without end.
This was the aftereffect.
"There are more and more powerful cultivators behind you. Because your aura was exposed along the way, several more Mahayana mighty figures have joined them. If you keep running, you may