Ye Lin's mere words left everyone in the entire city utterly unable to resist.
"Refusing to submit to a search upon entering my Holy City—this is your first crime."
"Walking through the air upon entering my Holy City—this is your second crime."
"Your identity is mysterious, and you possess no genuine Human Race identity—this is your third crime."
"Making a loud disturbance and disrupting Lord Martial King's peace—this is your fourth crime."
"With four crimes upon you, today you shall go to the front lines and suppress the battlefield for a hundred years. You may redeem your crimes thus. Do you accept?"
At that moment, within a residence below, a middle-aged man clasped his hands behind his back and walked step by step toward Ye Lin, his feet treading through the air. With every step he took, his aura doubled in strength.
By the time he arrived before Ye Lin, this man's aura had already reached its peak, and even the void let out peals of rumbling.
The next instant, a phantom White Tiger appeared behind him. The White Tiger sprawled behind his back, its eyes fixed fiercely upon Ye Lin.
The White Tiger unleashed an angry roar at Ye Lin. The roar shook the entire void until it trembled, and ripples appeared throughout the surrounding space, crashing toward Ye Lin like waves upon the sea.
Each wave rolled over the last, each tide stronger than the one before.
"A Heavenly Human Realm expert? Strength comparable to the Dao Integration stage? Not bad."
Ye Lin stood with his hands behind his back, his expression incomparably calm as he sensed the man before him and spoke indifferently.
If this man was at the Dao Integration stage, then that Martial King must be comparable to the Mahayana stage. Martial Emperors and Martial