Hearing the "Zhao Ling'er" before him question him, Ye Lin grinned. He then drew the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword and watched black blood seep from its blade as he laughed.
"I need no reason to act. If I had to give one, it would be this: I want to kill you. It's that simple."
After saying that, Ye Lin swung his sword again. In an instant, a shocking streak of Sword Qi flashed forth, and the ground began to crack inch by inch. The strange entity before Ye Lin flickered and vanished.
Watching the strange entity leave, Ye Lin put away the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword and frowned. Its disappearance had left behind not the slightest trace; even he had failed to see exactly how it had vanished.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Brother Ye Lin, you really don't know how to treat a beauty with tenderness. Isn't Ling'er adorable? Why would you treat Ling'er like that? If that had been the real Ling'er just now, would you have done the same?"
At that moment, a slightly mischievous voice sounded behind Ye Lin. Turning around, he saw Zhao Ling'er walking toward him step by step, her hands clasped behind her back.
```text Name: Zhao Ling'er
Cultivation: Peak True Immortal
Fate Rank: Daoist
Race: Half-God Clan
Identity: Direct descendant of the Zhao Family, one of the three ancient imperial clans of the Divine Kingdom, one of the top powers in the Star River Cosmos.
Fate Traits: [Great Fortune] [Eye of Truth] [Child of the World] [Great Dream Divine Body]
Destiny: She will stop at the peak of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm, trapped there for countless hundreds of millions of years without being able to break through. In the end, seeking a higher realm, she will resolutely use great divine power to shatter the