The city gates were etched with layer upon layer of incomparably complex runes. These runes drew upon one another, and Ye Lin could sense the surging, boundless power within them. If anyone dared force their way into Sacred King City, they would surely pay the price in blood.
At this moment, Sacred King City's gates were shut tight, showing no sign of opening.
Yet just as Ye Lin was about to fly into the sky and enter Sacred King City, the massive gates slowly began to open.
Countless figures shot out through the gap in the gates. They surrounded Ye Lin and dropped to one knee.
The sight left both Ye Lin and Poison Venerable dumbfounded.
The next moment, four people emerged before the gates—three men and one woman.
"Chen Feng, chief disciple of the Forbidden Sect, pays respects to the First Sequence."
"Chen Yang, Holy Son of the Boundless Sacred Land, pays respects to the First Sequence."
"Void, heir of Mount Chang, pays respects to the First Sequence."
"Xia Yu, chief disciple of the Divine Mountain, pays respects to the First Sequence."
The four of them stepped forward and bowed to Ye Lin. Aside from the three familiar faces, there was also an unfamiliar woman.
"What is this...?"
Ye Lin looked at the scene before him, his face full of confusion.
He only knew that, a month ago, the three of them had told him they would come to Sacred King City ahead of time to pave the way for him. But now, this was...
Could it be that these people had already conquered Sacred King City?
"Our four sects have decided to establish you as the First Sequence and devote the strength of our entire sects to aiding you."
"Over this past month, our four sects have joined