Boom!!!
With a deafening explosion, the entire battlefield fell silent.
The space spanning millions of li was ruthlessly torn apart, and even the earth had been reduced to ruins.
At the sight of this, everyone fell silent.
Someone had self-destructed.
With self-destruction, everything—including one's body and Primordial Spirit—was gone.
Even if a shattered Primordial Spirit still had a chance to re-form its true spirit and be resurrected, self-destruction truly left nothing behind.
And at this moment, that self-destruction seemed like the beginning...
Once self-destruction began, it could never stop.
That also meant they had reached the end of the road.
Because no one would self-destruct unless they had been driven into a dead end.
"Ye Lin, if you won't let me live, then I won't let you have an easy time either."
Suddenly, a young man charged toward Ye Lin with a twisted expression. His aura surged rapidly, radiating waves of power that even made Ye Lin wary.
It was no empty saying that a True Immortal's self-destruction could force a Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal to retreat.
Self-destruction meant sacrificing everything one had in exchange for the most powerful force of one's life—a force capable of destroying everything.
"That's right, that's right. If Ye Lin won't let me live, then I won't let him live either."
"Everyone, warriors have already blazed a brand-new path for us. Ye Lin is right there. As long as we blow Ye Lin to death, we won't have lost out."
For a time, the remaining tens of thousands of prodigies charged at Ye Lin one after another, while the cultivators around them did not dare stop them at all.
"Young Master Ye Lin, fall back."
Some cultivators even stepped in front of Ye Lin and urged him to retreat.
What kind of scene was it