"Interesting."
Yin-Yang Venerable watched the scene and chuckled softly. Then, with a light exertion of his right hand, the Yin-Yang Great Millstone descended upon Ye Lin with an unstoppable aura.
Bolts of lightning were ruthlessly crushed to dust by the Yin-Yang Great Millstone, as though the thunderous Sword Qi posed no threat whatsoever to it.
"Break."
As Ye Lin swung his sword once more, cracks began to spread across the Yin-Yang Great Millstone before him. He gripped the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor tightly with both hands, his eyes fixed dead ahead.
"Interesting. The young man has a few tricks up his sleeve."
Yin-Yang Venerable flickered like a ghost and appeared before Ye Lin in an instant. He looked at Ye Lin and smiled faintly.
"Not good."
Ye Lin's expression shifted slightly as he swiftly retreated. How could Yin-Yang Venerable be this fast? In the blink of an eye, he had arrived right before him.
This was the first time he had ever been utterly crushed by someone in terms of speed.
"This aura... it feels so familiar. An invincible one? You are actually the invincible one of this era—the aura of fate."
Yin-Yang Venerable's expression changed slightly as he sensed the faint traces of aura lingering in the void. His face grew somewhat solemn as he looked at Ye Lin before him.
"Is the Human Race going to produce another invincible one in this era?"
"It truly is the workings of time and fate. Back then, I was defeated at the hands of an invincible one. Today, let me see just how much this era's invincible one is worth."
After Yin-Yang Venerable spoke, the Yin-Yang Great Millstone behind him shattered with a boom, while the aura around him rapidly surged.
*As expected of a young venerable. His eye