The Third Elder gave a cold snort, turned, and stepped into Sky Cloud Star.
"Tch, he's only the Third Elder—a minor character at the peak of the Celestial Immortal realm—yet he dares to be so rude."
"Hmph. If that old ghost were not still alive, the Blood Baleful Sect would have long since been wiped out for all it has done."
"That old ghost is only so reckless because he has some connection to the Sacred Land. Now we shall see what the old ghost of Peaceful Billows Domain does. It would be best if he perished together with that old ghost."
Voices exchanged remarks one after another. Clearly, these factions knew the details of the great war between Peaceful Billows Domain and the Blood Baleful Sect. Every one of them understood it well and was watching from the shadows.
Once those two old ghosts perished together, they could freely carve up Peaceful Billows Domain and the Blood Baleful Sect.
As the saying went, when a whale falls, all things are born. The accumulated foundations of these two first-rate factions could sustain a great many smaller factions.
"Tut, tut, tut. I see that you have extraordinary bones, boy. How about becoming my disciple? Rest assured, as long as you become my disciple, I guarantee that within a hundred years, you'll set foot in the Celestial Immortal realm—and be among the strongest of them."
Ye Lin sat atop a large rock, watching the scene before him with great interest.
An old man dressed in ragged clothes, his hair a tangled mess and his two grimy bare feet exposed, looking just like a beggar, circled Liu Bai over and over as he chattered incessantly.
Liu Bai's expression remained unchanged. He watched the scene with a smile. Though the stench on the old