"Your body is decaying, your lifespan exhausted—what can two old fossils like you do?"
With a flick of Ye Lin's right hand, blood flashed in his palm as the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword appeared in his grip. Cang Yue immediately retreated, swiftly moving to the Hell Three-Headed Hound's side.
In a battle between Immortals, she could not withstand even the slightest aftershock.
"What an ill-mannered junior."
The red-robed elder vanished and appeared before Ye Lin in an instant. Extending his withered palm, he clawed at Ye Lin's face.
Ye Lin merely tilted his head. Blood flashed from the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword in his hand, and one of the elder's arms was severed outright.
And Ye Lin had no intention of sparing him. His left hand clenched into a fist and slammed toward the elder's head.
Blood qi coiled around his arm. As the punch flew forth, even the air seemed to explode.
Yet the elder raised the cane in his hand before him and steadily received Ye Lin's punch, his entire body rapidly sliding backward.
"Interesting. You haven't been here long, have you? Yet you can still exert the strength of a True Immortal."
The elder showed no concern for his missing arm. He simply stared into Ye Lin's eyes and asked on his own.
"You people control Tianyong City—for what purpose? And why monopolize the Calamity-Transcending Stone?"
"With strength like yours, are you truly willing to wait here so miserably for death?"
Ye Lin did not attack immediately, instead frowning as he questioned him.
Everyone who entered this place wanted to leave. Not only was it impossible to cultivate in the Water Moon Grotto-Heaven, there were no cultivation resources at all, and they had to endure suppression every day.
What was the point of living like this? Was it only