In an instant, Ye Lin felt as though his head were splitting apart, as if his Primordial Spirit were about to shatter.
Yet at that critical moment, a gentle force shielded his Primordial Spirit in time, and the immense backlash from before vanished without a trace.
"Fellow Daoist, be careful. Never look directly at that plaque."
"That plaque contains the power of the Dao resonances condensed by great powers of all races. It is an absolute supreme treasure within the entire Star River Cosmos, and anyone qualified to leave a Dao resonance upon it is, at the very least, a great Taiyi Profound Immortal."
"Still, you were lucky. The Dao resonance of a great Human Race power upon it protected you as well. Otherwise, that single instant when you stared at it would have been enough to shatter your Primordial Spirit."
At that moment, a young man approached Ye Lin from behind with a smile, keeping his head lowered and not daring to look at the enormous character for Dao above.
"Thank you for the warning, Fellow Daoist."
Looking slightly weak, Ye Lin cupped his fists toward the young man.
"We're comrades who fight side by side. It's only right."
"Fellow Daoist, remember this—I am Qingtian, of the Blood Dragon Clan."
After saying that, Qingtian strode straight into the vortex ahead, followed by ten women emanating incomparably terrifying auras.
"Young Master, are you all right?"
Seeing Ye Lin's slightly pale face, Wan Feng asked anxiously.
After all, now that Void Burial had opened, Ye Lin was their backbone. If anything happened to him now, things would become very entertaining indeed.
"I'm fine. It's nothing serious. Let's go."
After resting briefly, some color returned to Ye Lin's face.
It was merely a minor injury. He would recover in a few days,