"Mm."
Ye Lin gave the ten people before him a faint nod, then turned his gaze into the distance.
There, a group of peerless prodigies were watching.
Among that group, he sensed several incomparably powerful auras. Even among the peerless prodigies, those auras ranked near the top.
"Human Race, Blood Baleful?"
Just then, a woman in a purple dress looked toward Ye Lin.
"The Devil Race is a force in Northern Continent of our Central Land that cannot be ignored. Now that you have killed them, when we enter the Void Burial ten days from now, the strength of our Northern Continent will certainly be weaker than that of the other continents."
"Whatever grudge you have, couldn't you settle it after the Void Burial ends?"
The moment the woman spoke, her tone was aggressive, making Ye Lin deeply uncomfortable.
"Heavens, who is she? She actually dares speak to Blood Baleful like that? He's the ruthless man who just killed Mo Xin."
"What a brainless fool. Questioning Blood Baleful like that—doesn't she fear that, in a fit of rage, Blood Baleful will kill her as well?"
Hearing the woman's tone, the prodigies watching the spectacle around them also voiced their displeasure.
Hadn't they seen Blood Baleful kill Mo Xin just moments ago? Coming out now to question him like this was openly offending Blood Baleful. Was she not afraid that Blood Baleful would casually kill her too?
At this moment, everyone's impression of Blood Baleful changed. If Blood Baleful had previously been an unknown nobody, then now his name would resound through the ages.
Before everyone's eyes, he had publicly slain Mo Xin, truly displaying his strength to them—his utterly domineering strength.
"In all my life, when I act, why should I need to explain myself to you? Or do you