And it looked like Hong Batian had fought quite a few times during this period.
"Don't laugh at me."
Hong Batian wore a bitter smile. If this world had Immortal Qi, he would have charged in long ago.
He was stationed here not because he did not want to leave, but because the fellows inside would not let him leave.
On the other side of the rift were three experts at the same realm as him, constantly keeping him in check.
The moment he tried to leave, those three fellows inside would make their move, vexing him beyond measure.
Nor could he enter a deep state of recovery here. The instant he did, the three old fellows on the other side of the rift would attack.
That was why his current situation was so awkward.
His present state was all thanks to those three fellows inside dragging him down.
He was only holding on by force now. If Ye Lin had not come, sooner or later he would have been dragged to death here.
If he fought with all his strength, his realm might very well fall after the battle.
Once his realm fell, it would damage his foundation. Even as a descendant of a divine beast, he could not bear the price of a fallen realm.
"Oh? Another one has come?"
At that moment, an aged voice came from within the rift. The next instant, a giant hand formed from black light pierced through the rift and bore down upon Ye Lin.
The power around the rift constantly eroded the black hand, but an even more immense force covered the hand, preventing the rift's power from gaining even an inch.
As the black hand above his head was about to fall, Ye Lin threw a backhanded punch.
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