"An enemy defeated by my hand has never been worthy of being called my opponent."
Ye Lin did not respond directly. He merely spoke blandly with an expressionless face, then walked around Yan Batian and headed straight for the stairs. The Human Race prodigies following behind Ye Lin were immensely exhilarated.
Great Rock Empire, Yan Batian—this resounding name was as thunderous as it was familiar. They had heard it several times, even dozens of times, yet they had never been qualified to meet him.
But now? The legendary Human Race figure stood right before them, yet their statuses had completely reversed.
Watching the Human Race prodigies leave, the Great Rock Empire prodigies behind Yan Batian looked incomparably grim, terrifying Dao auras radiating from their bodies.
Yan Batian, standing at the forefront, wore an exceedingly gloomy expression, like dark clouds on the horizon, as though he would erupt in rage and unleash countless bolts of lightning the very next moment.
Yet after hesitating for several seconds, Yan Batian's expression returned to normal.
"Follow."
Yan Batian cast a glance at the ten prodigies behind him and spoke indifferently before taking the lead onto the stairs.
Once the group had left, countless beings watching the battle from below and in the sky erupted into an uproar.
"So this is Blood Baleful, the Human Race's newly risen supreme prodigy? Arrogant—far too arrogant."
"'An enemy defeated by my hand has never been worthy of being called my opponent.' That sentence alone is enough for me to learn from for the rest of my life."
"That'll be my motto from now on."
"Fellow Daoist, let me remind you—don't ever say that sentence outside."
"Why?"
"You'll get beaten to death easily."
"..."
On the stairs, Ye Lin's expression remained unchanged. He felt no pressure whatsoever. After all,