But now, Ye Lin had embarked on the path of invincibility and cultivated the Invincible Fortune Art. Having reached the True Immortal realm, and consumed by raging fury, his attacks were naturally beyond what they could withstand.
His current state was Ye Lin's true state of invincibility.
The golden speck of light arrived before the two of them in an instant. It was so tiny, not even as large as a fingernail.
Yet the instant they looked upon that golden speck, alarms blared wildly within their hearts.
In an instant, the two felt as though they had been submerged in an ocean of golden light.
"How could it be this powerful?"
A sharp pain tore through Cang Sheng's Primordial Spirit, and he closed his eyes and fainted.
Watching their bodies fall to the ground like sacks, Ye Lin casually beckoned and placed the two before Taiqing.
"Child, I leave these two to you. However you wish to deal with them, this grandmaster will abide by your decision."
Looking at the constantly weeping Taiqing, Ye Lin spoke gently.
Even though he had severed his benevolent thoughts, his heart would not allow him to lose his true emotions.
Severing benevolent thoughts did not mean losing that thought entirely; it merely meant grafting and suppressing it.
After all, the seven emotions and six desires were bestowed by Heaven and Earth, bestowed by the Dao. The True Immortal realm did not yet possess the power to erase them.
"I want the two of you to pay for Little Nine's life."
Taiqing looked at the two barely clinging to life before her, then gripped her sword and walked toward them step by step.
"I... I was wrong. I was only bewitched by Cang Sheng. I never meant to attack you. Your follower's death was merely