A Terrifying Guess

Ye Lin looked toward Taiheng, then glanced at Leng Ning in the distance. Hmm, they really do look a bit alike; Taiheng must be Leng Ning's father.

But why on earth were their surnames different?

"Alright, everything is over now. Let's head back."

After Taiheng finished speaking, Ye Lin nodded and stepped onto the flying boat.

The next moment, the flying boat shattered the space and vanished from sight.

Only after all the flying boats had disappeared did the few Demon Race True Lords of the Dao Integration stage, who had been hiding in the shadows, slowly retreat.

After all, the Heavenly Palace Ruins were located in the heart of their Demon Race territory, and every time they opened, over eighty True Lords from various races would descend.

Such a massive lineup left no room for them to slack off; they had to keep watch.

After all, every True Lord of the Dao Integration stage possessed immense power.

If a fight were to break out, it could very well sink half a county.

To have half a county sunk in the heart of their Demon Race territory—that was a price the Demon Race could not afford to pay.

"Where did you go just now? You have no idea how anxious I was the moment you didn't show up. I almost thought you had died in there."

On the way back, Jian Unrivaled quietly approached Ye Lin and whispered.

From that moment on, he had truly believed that Ye Lin had perished within the Heavenly Palace Ruins.

"I obtained the inheritance of the Jade Emperor."

Hearing this, Ye Lin smiled and sent a voice transmission to Jian Unrivaled.

Jian Unrivaled looked at Ye Lin with a bizarre expression. The Jade Emperor's inheritance? What kind of nonsense was he spouting?

"What kind