That meant fighting was forbidden within the city.
Anyone who dared to fight privately would, at best, be expelled from the city; at worst, be executed on the spot.
Those who came here were all prodigies from True Immortal factions, so no one dared challenge the rules established by the four sects.
"Young Master, the cloud vessel has stopped outside the city."
Void stood beside Ye Lin and spoke softly. Ye Lin looked around, then turned with a puzzled expression.
"Where is Poison Venerable?"
Ye Lin asked in confusion. Poison Venerable had always stayed by his side without leaving so much as a step between them, yet now there was no sign of him.
"Poison Venerable left ten years ago, when you began your seclusion. He only left behind this letter and asked us to pass it on to you."
Xia Yu, who stood behind Ye Lin, stepped forward and took a letter from her robes, handing it to him.
Ye Lin accepted the envelope and slowly opened it, then took out the letter inside and unfolded it.
Only a few sparse words were written across the large sheet of paper.
Central Land. Wait for you.
Six large characters entered Ye Lin's eyes. After reading them, he smiled.
Poison Venerable had already gone off to strike out on his own. The next time they met would be in the Central Land—the true heart of the Demon Domain.
"So be it."
Ye Lin murmured as the envelope in his hand spontaneously ignited without wind.
"Let's go. To the Ten Thousand Cities Alliance."
Ye Lin said softly to Void beside him.
Led by the group, Ye Lin left Sacred King City and arrived outside the city. Upon seeing the enormous cloud vessel, they boarded it and set off.
Sacred King City was