"Foolish."
Watching the young man charge at him, Ye Lin merely spoke faintly, then slowly raised his palm and gave it a gentle wave.
In an instant, something unbelievable happened. The young man's flesh and blood gradually turned to drifting ash. By the time he reached Ye Lin, only a crystal-clear skeleton remained.
The jade-white skeleton knelt before Ye Lin just like that.
A True Immortal prodigy had fallen so easily that no one even knew how he had died.
With a casual wave—just a casual wave—Ye Lin looked as relaxed as though he had crushed an ant to death.
For a moment, the remaining people were afraid to act rashly, each staring at Ye Lin with terror in their eyes.
"H-how is that possible? He was gone in the blink of an eye?"
"How could the gap be this vast?"
The two supreme prodigies in the arena looked especially grim, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at Ye Lin.
They were both supreme prodigies, yet they admitted that they could not kill a prodigy cultivator so easily. They simply could not do it.
Judging from Ye Lin's utterly relaxed expression, it had been even easier than crushing an ant.
"Everyone, Ye Lin is here to send you... on your way."
After speaking, Ye Lin raised his right hand, formed it into a palm, and pressed down toward the void before him. In an instant, heaven and earth trembled, and an indescribable force enveloped everyone.
By the time they came to their senses, they had already entered another world.
It was a blood-red space, with clusters of light endlessly swirling overhead. In the distance, Ye Lin stood quietly in the air with his hands behind his back, looking down upon them.
"Is this Ye Lin's domain? What an