"Stay here and focus on figuring out how to deal with the poison in your body. Leave the rest to me."
Ye Lin placed Ye Lingxi in a relatively safe spot and spoke softly. Then, the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword appeared in his hand as he resolutely turned to face the five black-clad figures approaching from behind.
"Domain, open."
Ye Lin spoke in a low voice. The next moment, all six of them vanished into thin air.
"That move again."
Ye Lingxi murmured. Last time, Ye Lin had used this move to kill that gold-robed assassin. This time, it was the same move again.
Within the domain, Ye Lin looked at the somewhat flustered five and smiled faintly.
"Tell me now—are you from the Mistveil Sect? I might consider sparing you."
Ye Lin stood within the domain, smiling. Dealing with a bunch who had no idea what a domain even was was truly far too easy; he could crush them to death with a casual squeeze.
With the aid of his domain, Ye Lin could even fight a peak Earth Immortal cultivator—and perhaps kill one.
As for Heavenly Immortals, that would not do. Heavenly Immortal cultivators possessed the absolute strength to break through a domain.
"Playing tricks. Kill him."
A cold snort rang out as five sinister auras lunged at Ye Lin with incredible speed, reaching him in the blink of an eye.
"Time stop."
Ye Lin's expression did not change. He did not even move, merely speaking four words slowly.
In an instant, a ripple spread outward, and the five black-clad figures froze around Ye Lin.
Each of them held a poison-coated dagger.
"Die."
Ye Lin gave a gentle squeeze of his hand, and the five bodies instantly shattered into dust. Only a black Identity Token remained, quietly floating before