"Holy shit, forty-six demigod powerhouses?"
The moment Ye Lin stepped into the imperial capital and sensed the auras coming from every direction, his face turned green. Forty-six demigod powerhouses—was this a joke?
If he got caught, he would not even have a chance to run.
At once, Ye Lin released his two avatars. Wu Wang and Xiaoyao exchanged a glance, then immediately flew off in two opposite directions.
They directly pulled a huge wave of aggro away for Ye Lin.
Even so, eight auras behind Ye Lin remained firmly locked onto him.
Seeing this, Ye Lin gritted his teeth and took out the Jade Talisman from his Spatial Ring to contact Qin Wudao and the others in the distance. In the end, however, he helplessly tossed the Jade Talisman aside. The Immortal Realm powerhouses of the Xuanhuang Great World had all been tied down.
Left with no choice, he accelerated toward the tallest great hall. He charged through everything in his path; anyone who dared stand in his way had to die.
Dodging the pursuit of demigod powerhouses while charging toward the very center placed immense pressure on him.
Meanwhile, dragon roars shook heaven and earth overhead. Li Cang, with only peak Most Sacred cultivation, had forcibly held back two Heavenly Immortal powerhouses—and was even beating them down.
The two Heavenly Immortal powerhouses could not even lift their heads. It was simply unheard of.
The national fortune of the Xuanyuan Imperial Dynasty continued to surge and churn. Wave after wave of national fortune violently trembled, setting off a chain of terrifying upheavals.
Below, Ye Lin had already reached the entrance to the great hall. He stopped, because eight demigod powerhouses emerged from the surrounding void, tearing through space as they stepped out, their auras wildly fluctuating.
Eight terrifying waves of