Meanwhile, Ye Lin tirelessly refined the undying substance—gaining a portion, refining a portion. That was only reasonable.
"It's time to head to the next forbidden zone. Have these forbidden zone masters already adopted a policy of no resistance?"
Ye Lin secretly joked to himself. Before, he had needed to go through a battle to take them down, but now, he only needed to show up, and these forbidden zone masters would wait for him to kill them.
Wouldn't it have been better if they'd done this from the start? He wouldn't have had to waste so much effort.
Before Ye Lin could set off, three black-robed figures appeared before him. Beneath their robes, pairs of blood-red eyes stared fixedly at him.
"My master invites you for a talk."
A hoarse voice rang out. Ye Lin's face filled with wariness as his body imperceptibly edged backward. Three demigods—powerhouses comparable to late-stage, or even peak, Earth Immortals.
If they came to blows, he would suffer losses as well.
"And if I refuse to go?"
Ye Lin took out the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword from his Spatial Ring. His tone was cold as the aura around him began to rise uncontrollably.
"My master said she has a deal to discuss with you. If you agree, you will obtain benefits beyond your imagination. If you refuse, you may leave as you please."
The voice came again, and Ye Lin's eyes flickered.
"Who is your master?"
"The Empress of the Xuanyuan Imperial Dynasty."
Hearing that name, Ye Lin's face filled with surprise. As early as when he had been in the Xuanhuang Great World, he had learned that the Empress and the Emperor were at odds.
The Xuanyuan Imperial Dynasty showed faint signs of splitting apart. The imperial dynasty was controlled by the Emperor, yet some