"Your praise is too generous, Fellow Daoist."
Ye Lin shook his head with a laugh. At last, someone had seen clearly everything he had done. Though Ye Lin did not need such acknowledgment, the feeling of being recognized was not bad.
"Ancestor, congratulations! Congratulations on entering the Immortal Realm!"
"Congratulations, Ancestor! Congratulations!"
At this moment, a large group of cultivators arrived below. All were Spirit Transformation, Dao Integration, and Tribulation Transcendence cultivators, and they stepped forward to congratulate the white-robed elder before Ye Lin.
"Mm. You may withdraw for now. With this breakthrough of mine, along with those juniors, I imagine the resources in the sect treasury have already been exhausted, haven't they?"
"Once this old man has consolidated his cultivation for a few days, I will reclaim everything we have lost from the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons."
The elder stroked his beard. Bound by the world's restrictions, he had been unable to leave, able only to watch helplessly as those Outer Realm Heavenly Demons slaughtered the living beings of the Central Continent and treated the Human Race as blood food.
Though he stood high above the rest, it did not mean he lacked feelings. In his eyes, those Outer Realm Heavenly Demons had massacred his descendants and slaughtered the future of the Human Race. To say he was not enraged would be a lie.
Now, it was time to make those Outer Realm Heavenly Demons pay their debt.
Hearing their ancestor's words, the cultivators behind him straightened, their expressions turning grave. They hurriedly answered in affirmation before dispersing to make preparations.
Their ancestor intended to go to war with the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons. That was a good thing. With their ancestor leading them, those Outer Realm Heavenly Demons were nothing more than chickens and dogs made of clay.