"Is this what it feels like to be shrouded in fortune?"
Standing in the sky, Ye Lin felt an endless stream of profound, indescribable auras enveloping him from every direction.
This power could neither be explained nor understood. At Ye Lin's current level of strength, he simply could not comprehend something like fortune.
"You have now seized Iron Fist's fortune. With the fortune you possess at this moment, ordinary True Immortal cultivators already won't dare make a move against you."
Suddenly, Poison Venerable came to Ye Lin's side and spoke softly.
"Oh?"
Ye Lin looked at Poison Venerable with a face full of astonishment.
"Those blessed with great fortune are people favored by heaven and earth. Ordinary people do not dare act against them."
"Now, ordinary True Immortal cultivators simply do not dare attack you. If they injure you, they will suffer a backlash from fortune. The only ones who can make a move against you are those likewise blessed with great fortune."
"And if one's fortune reaches a certain level, even Primordial Unity Golden Immortals would not dare attack them. The backlash of fortune is exceedingly terrifying."
"This is also why, in the struggle of a great era, even some top powers will cast aside their dignity to seek out prodigies worth recruiting."
"Because a great era is an opportunity for certain people to rise. If they do not choose a side during this process, then when the end comes, they will be the ones facing reckoning."
Listening to Poison Venerable's explanation, Ye Lin nodded slightly. He understood.
Those blessed with great fortune were not to be touched by ordinary people.
And now, even if he merely stood here, True Immortal cultivators without fortune blessing them would not dare attack him.
If they dared to act, they would first