With their own prodigies treated and tortured like this, if they still showed no reaction, it would become a matter of pride.
To the powerhouses of the major factions, pride mattered even more than their lives.
When my cultivation was low, I endured being humiliated every day. Now that my cultivation is high, I still have to endure your humiliation? If I endure it again, then wouldn't all my cultivation have been for nothing?
After sending the few of them away, Ye Lin began his secluded cultivation.
There were still ten years left anyway. He might as well cultivate in seclusion for a while first.
Even after such a long time, Ye Lin still had no clue about breaking through to the late True Immortal stage.
His realm seemed to have been fixed in place, without the slightest movement.
Sure enough, the wise were right. Immortal realm cultivation was difficult to improve; generally, it required the slow grinding of water against stone, unless one encountered some great opportunity.
Otherwise, advancement was extremely difficult.
Even those with peerless talent were no exception. The further one progressed, the harder it became to raise one's cultivation.
As for the protagonists in novels, whose cultivation rose as easily as drinking cold water—Ye Lin could only say that was far too naive.
Yet while Ye Lin was in seclusion, earth-shaking changes had already taken place outside.
After Chen Yang and the other three followed Ye Lin's instructions and arrived at the end of the Divine Mountain, they saw the hall from before as they had hoped. Upon witnessing the scene inside the hall, the four looked at one another.
They finally understood why Ye Lin had given them such a seemingly impossible task.
Following Ye Lin's instructions, they spread the news. It traveled quickly, and