Yin-Yang Venerable's expression remained calm.
So what if it was the Xuanyuan Sword? He would bear it head-on with his own strength.
"Senior, watch this sword strike closely."
After Ye Lin spoke, he slowly lowered the Xuanyuan Sword before him. Then his eyes became incomparably calm, and a sky-piercing Sword Intent erupted from his entire body.
"No flashy sword technique can compare to the purest Sword Heart."
"The Great Dao is simplicity. The Great Dao is simplicity."
Scene after scene flickered through Ye Lin's mind, playing over and over like a film.
Gradually, gradually, time around Ye Lin began to stop flowing, while the surrounding space itself seemed to have been frozen.
Ye Lin's aura rapidly withdrew as well. At this moment, Ye Lin seemed like an utterly ordinary mortal, simply maintaining his sword-gripping stance in silence.
"The Xuanyuan Sword is the Human Race's supreme treasure. If another race uses it, they will immediately suffer its backlash. This man is a prodigy of the Human Race."
"An invincible figure has emerged from the Human Race in this era, and the Xuanyuan Sword has recognized a master as well. Could this era still belong to the Human Race? Will the Human Race rise again?"
Watching Ye Lin's posture, countless thoughts and notions flashed through Yin-Yang Venerable's mind.
Though he was not a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal from the era of the Human Emperor, he had traveled across the river of time and roamed the ancient age.
That had been an era where the Human Emperor ruled, the Heavenly Dao retreated, and the myriad races lived in darkness.
All the myriad races knew the might of the Human Emperor.
Could the Human Emperor reappear in this era?
"Heh, why think so much when I've already been dead for so many years? When