It was time to find Li Xiaoyao a handy treasure.
Watching Li Xiaoyao wield Bamboo Leaf Green in the distance, Ye Lin stroked his chin and pondered.
It would not do for him to be without a suitable treasure to protect himself.
While Ye Lin was thinking, he and Li Xiaoyao had already arrived before an enormous mountain gate. It was incomparably grand, and three great characters were written upon it in the soaring dance of dragons and phoenixes: Blazing Fire Sect.
The three characters contained an incomparably dense power of Dao rhythm. Any cultivator below the True Immortal realm who came here would be instantly suppressed by that power, unable to move.
But that Dao-rhythm power had no effect whatsoever on Ye Lin.
"Stop! Who goes there? Ahead lies the mountain gate and grounds of the Blazing Fire Sect. Visitors, halt!"
Before they could draw near, a sharp shout rang out.
Ye Lin looked up to see two young men in long robes glaring at him and Li Xiaoyao like tigers eyeing their prey.
Seeing the two, Ye Lin understood. These two must be the Blazing Fire Sect's gatekeeping disciples, right?
"Move aside."
With a casual wave of his hand, Ye Lin sent the two disciples flying backward with a boom. In an instant, they were dead.
Having lost the emotions of good and evil, Ye Lin regarded all living beings as ants. This was the most basic thing.
The lives of all beings were not worth mentioning in his eyes.
After that, Ye Lin proceeded unimpeded toward the Blazing Fire Sect.
"Bold indeed! You dare trespass into our Blazing Fire Sect? You truly do not know how you will die, do you?"
"Men, seize this fellow for me!"
In an instant, the entire Blazing Fire Sect sprang into