"Heavenly Constant Sect, open your Sect Protection Array. I'll give you three breaths."
Standing atop a mountain range, Ye Lin roared, his voice brimming with fury. This time, he was truly enraged.
His plans had been disrupted. He was angry, and the consequences would be severe. It all depended on whether these things could give him a perfect explanation.
If they had truly stirred up a war across an entire continent for their own selfish desires, he would not mind destroying a few transcendent factions to serve as a warning to the rest.
Ye Lin had not attained such cultivation by swallowing pills all the way. He had truly fought and killed his way here.
Did they really think Ye Lin had such a good temper?
"Who dares challenge my Heavenly Constant Sect at its gates? Since you know no better, get lost at once. I'll give you one chance to live."
At that moment, two middle-aged men clad in silver armor stood before Ye Lin, their faces full of sneers.
Even now, there were still people who dared provoke the prestige of their transcendent faction?
Wasn't that just idiocy?
"Of the three breaths, two have already passed."
Ye Lin did not even glance at the two men before him. He casually swung a palm, and before they could react, they turned into two clouds of blood mist.
Two powerful First Tribulation Loose Immortals had been reduced to blood mist just like that.
"Heavenly Constant Sect, the three breaths are up. It seems none of you want to live."
Killing two First Tribulation Loose Immortals was like swatting two ants. Ye Lin did not care in the slightest. Instead, he looked down at the mountains below and sneered.
It seemed they did not intend to come out. Since that was