"The Three-Eyed Sacred Clan's villainous heart refuses to die. This time, they're probably coming in full force. We need to prepare early. I heard the Fifth Venerable of the Three-Eyed Sacred Clan already has one foot in the True Immortal Realm and will become a true True Immortal before long."
"Alas, the Three-Eyed Sacred Clan's five great Venerables—its first four are all True Immortals. Are they about to gain another one now?"
"No, we must discuss this as soon as possible."
One discussion after another rang out, followed by terrifying divine senses vanishing one after another. Clearly, they had all gone off to attend to their own affairs.
Meanwhile, Zhuge Yun below curled his lips into a smile. He knew everything that had been said in the sky; after all, he was hailed as the number one person beneath True Immortals.
He was still capable of catching the divine senses of those old geezers above.
Those old geezers were right. He truly had placed all his bets on Ye Lin. He only hoped Ye Lin would grow stronger—stronger and stronger.
That way, there would be a little more hope in the Demon-Sealing Land.
Of course, this was unfair to Ye Lin as well. Usually, disciples who entered the Demon-Sealing Land were volunteers, since it was simply too dangerous inside. Entering meant nine chances of death out of ten.
But Ye Lin had no choice. Zhuge Yun had given Ye Lin such resources precisely for the Demon-Sealing Land. It could also be considered a transaction between him and Ye Lin.
If Ye Lin succeeded and became a True Immortal someday, so what if Zhuge Yun had to serve as his Dao Protector?
If Ye Lin failed, not only would Ye Lin die—he himself would die as well.
Everything he was doing