"Never thought Master had a past like that too. Heh."
Ye Lin rose to his feet and looked down at the ground below, his eyes sweeping about without restraint. On the arena stage, he spotted Liu Zhen.
Liu Zhen, armed with nothing but a broken sword, was suppressing countless prodigies. Countless geniuses could only gaze up at him; among those of the same realm, no one could withstand even three of his moves.
This made countless great powers in the sky secretly nod. This youngster was not bad—one day, he would become another great power of the Immortal Realm.
"Not bad. As expected of someone blessed with immense fate."
Ye Lin thought to himself, his face full of appreciation.
At the same time, the killing intent in his heart deepened. Ye Lin was no bodhisattva. Anything beneficial to him, anything he needed, he would seize at any cost.
If a few innocent people died in the process, that was perfectly normal.
"That person is Fate-Bound, favored by the heavens and earth of Yao Luo Star. You just felt killing intent toward him. Your Fate Ranks contain no trace of each other—you were never someone who should have appeared in his life."
"So if you make a move against him, the Heavenly Dao of Yao Luo Star likely won't let you off."
Liu Bai spoke.
Ye Lin looked at Liu Bai in astonishment. Was Liu Bai really this monstrous? He could see even that?
"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."
"Killing those sheltered by immense fate will damage your own merit. The more you kill, the more debts you incur, and that will bring countless inconveniences to your future cultivation."
"No need. If it truly comes to that, then I'll prove my Dao through slaughter."
Ye Lin said indifferently. Which