The young man glanced at Ye Lin before speaking slowly.
"Oh?"
Void did not agree at once. Instead, he turned to look at Ye Lin.
After all, Ye Lin held the highest authority here. Even the elders behind them had repeatedly instructed them to obey Ye Lin in everything.
"Let her in."
Ye Lin waved a hand.
"Alright."
The young man nodded in response and walked downstairs.
Ye Lin peered through the crack in the door. Good heavens—outside stood disciples as far as the eye could see, men and women alike radiating the aura of True Immortals.
With so many True Immortal disciples, these four factions had likely brought out all the foundations of their respective forces.
"Young Master Ye Lin, am I addressing you correctly?"
The next moment, a woman in a long dress approached, her pair of long, slender legs exposed.
Her jade-white feet stepped across the ground as she approached one step at a time. Those fair, gleaming thighs were enough to set one's heart and mind racing.
Her willow-leaf brows and phoenix eyes made her breathtakingly beautiful.
"Who are you?"
Ye Lin's expression did not change in the slightest as he looked at her. He had seen countless beauties along his journey; at most, this woman could rank among the top ten.
Besides, to him, women were nothing more than beautiful skeletons.
"As expected of someone who defeated Jian Unrivaled. You are no ordinary man."
"Jian Unrivaled nurtured his sword for ten thousand years and finally emerged from seclusion. Yet the moment he came out, he encountered a formidable foe like you. That fellow will probably have to go back into seclusion for another ten thousand years."
"By the time he emerges after another ten thousand years, I'm afraid he'll have fallen behind the times."
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