"This is..."
Looking at the golden space around him, Ye Lin's expression was somewhat puzzled.
The golden light around him suddenly trembled violently. Then it began gathering before Ye Lin's eyes, and the next moment, a figure appeared before him.
A young man clad in a golden robe stood before Ye Lin with his hands behind his back. His eyes were filled with pride, and he radiated a peculiar aura—an invincible aura, the aura of one who believed himself invincible.
Such an aura could not be imitated. Only one who had never known defeat could naturally nurture it.
"Oh? Junior, has Void Burial opened once more?"
The young man looked at Ye Lin and asked softly.
"That's right. May I ask who you are, Senior...?"
Ye Lin was even more shocked inwardly. This phantom before him actually possessed consciousness? That was simply unbelievable.
Any existence that appeared upon this Imperial Road should have long since fallen. Yet this phantom before him seemingly still possessed self-awareness.
It was truly far too miraculous.
"Too much time has passed. I do not even remember my own name. Junior, you may call me by my honorific as well—Yin-Yang Venerable."
A trace of confusion flashed through Yin-Yang Venerable's eyes as he spoke softly. Too much time had passed; even he had long forgotten his own name.
Upon hearing Yin-Yang Venerable's introduction, Ye Lin was even more startled. Those who bore the title "Venerable" had all been supreme experts who had once set foot into the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm.
For instance, the Sword Venerable.
He had never expected that the first opponent he faced would be someone who had once stepped into the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm.
A Primordial Unity Golden Immortal in his youth—this feeling was quite strange.
Yet it also filled