After waiting for a long while, a sigh drifted over from afar. Then, a middle-aged man in a golden robe appeared before Ye Lin and nodded at him.
"Oh? Didn't they say the Supreme Unity Holy Land's Holy Lord was seriously injured and in seclusion? But looking at you now... you seem to be in even better shape than I am."
Ye Lin raised a brow at Wang Gang before him. This Supreme Unity Holy Land truly was arrogant. He had come to visit in person, yet they had only sent an Outer Sect deacon to dismiss him?
What a pity. He had not come this time to exchange pleasantries with them.
"You jest, Senior. I had matters to attend to and was unable to go out and personally welcome you. I never expected them to speak of me in such a way. It is because I failed in my discipline."
"Please rest assured, Senior. I will certainly punish him properly later."
Wang Gang said with a smile that did not reach his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking inside.
"Go."
At that moment, Ye Lin took out the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword and lightly tapped it with his fingertip. In an instant, carrying the hatred of endless ages, the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword shot downward. A streak of blood-red light flashed past, and no living creature, whatever it was, could escape the sword's oppressive might.
In an instant, countless clouds of blood exploded in the air. Disciples and spirit beasts alike were reduced to clumps of bloody mist beneath the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword's edge.
Everything happened too quickly for Wang Gang to react. By the time he came to his senses, several hundred living beings had already died, the overwhelming majority of them disciples of the Supreme Unity Holy