"Greetings. Ahead lies the territory of my clan. Please turn back."
Just as Ye Lin drew near, a black-robed figure had appeared before him at some unknown moment, floating in midair.
Ye Lin had no idea how the black-robed figure had appeared.
Its trajectory had been impossible to capture.
"Fellow Daoist, I am Blood Baleful of the Human Race. I have come this time to ask you about something."
As soon as Ye Lin finished speaking, the black cloak before him suddenly went still.
Even from such close range, Ye Lin could not see what lay beneath the cloak. It was as though it were nothing more than an utterly ordinary cloak; as for any living creature, none could be seen.
All he saw was utter darkness.
"Fellow Daoist, we of the Void Clan do not involve ourselves in worldly affairs. Nor do I have any need to answer you."
At that moment, a low voice came from the cloak again.
Ye Lin merely watched the cloak before him in silence.
"I only wish to inquire about the whereabouts of One Breath Becomes Three Purities. As a race that has existed since the primordial era, I presume you are exceptionally familiar with this method."
"Of course, it does not matter whether you answer or not."
After a moment of silence, Ye Lin spoke nonetheless.
To his surprise, the moment he finished, he felt a gaze from ahead look deeply at him.
"Fellow Daoist, please."
Ye Lin looked at the cloak before him in astonishment, then at the darkness ahead. In the end, he chose to walk in.
The next instant, the Void Clan's camp vanished without warning. Yes, it had simply vanished.
Before the eyes of countless living beings, the Void Clan's tents seemed to disappear all at once.
"Blood