Good heavens.
Seeing this panel, Ye Lin was inwardly startled. He had encountered another Child of the Plane, and this time, the Child of the Plane's cultivation had already reached the peak of Tribulation Transcendence.
On the same level as Taichu. Back when he had first met this Child of the Plane, his cultivation had still fallen far short even of Taiyuan's.
Yet in such a short time, he had actually caught up to Taiyuan. It was simply outrageous.
And this Child of the Plane's fortune was utterly outrageous as well. With so much fortune, if Ye Lin killed him, he would definitely invite a wave of retaliation.
However, the moment this thought arose, a palpitation stirred within Ye Lin's heart.
The instincts of an Immortal Realm expert were accurate—extremely accurate. At present, the only one capable of threatening him was that one in the heavens.
Ye Lin raised his head toward the sky. Within the heavens seemingly shrouded in dark clouds, it was as though a pair of cold, emotionless eyes was staring down at him.
As though telling him that if he made a move, the Heavenly Dao would mercilessly strike him dead.
With his current cultivation, he simply could not confront the Heavenly Dao head-on.
After thinking it over, Ye Lin let it go. He could only think about it; if he truly acted, he had no idea what kind of ferocious blow would await him.
"Someone's here."
At that moment, Ye Hong, seated cross-legged at the very center, slowly opened his eyes and looked toward Ye Lin in the distance.
"What a familiar feeling."
Looking at Ye Lin, Ye Hong murmured to himself. The person before him felt so familiar, as though he had seen him somewhere before.
"Kid, standing before you is an Immortal Dao