Inside the pavilion, bookshelves lay toppled haphazardly across the floor. The ground was a complete mess, strewn with all manner of books.
Traces of past battles still remained all around.
Looking at this scene, Ye Lin truly found it hard to imagine that a top-tier Immortal Grade immortal art was hidden here.
Ye Lin spread his divine sense over the entire pavilion and casually swept it once, yet found nothing. Still, that was only natural—if it could be discovered so easily, someone else would have taken it long ago.
The next moment, Ye Lin raised a finger and pointed casually. Explosions immediately rang out one after another. This place belonged to no one; even if he destroyed it all, no one could say a word against him.
It was merely immoral. But to Ye Lin, what was morality? Could it be eaten?
Immortal Grade cultivation arts possessed a special divinity. For instance, if an Immortal Grade cultivation art were inscribed within a book, then that book would become indestructible and endure forever.
That was the special quality of Immortal Grade cultivation arts. Thus, Ye Lin was not afraid of destroying the Immortal Grade cultivation art at all. If he demolished the eighth floor, whatever remained would be the real thing.
As explosions resounded, countless manuals abandoned by others were reduced to dust. The overwhelming majority were Earth Grade, but anyone capable of spending ten thousand low-grade immortal stones to come here would not think much of Earth Grade cultivation arts.
"Why is there still nothing?"
Ye Lin frowned as he looked at the tottering pavilion. He had nearly destroyed the entirety of the fifth pavilion, yet even so, he had found nothing.
"Since that's the case, then I'll be more thorough."
Ye Lin's body instantly appeared outside. Then he pointed