Looking down at Xuan Yong, Ye Lin spoke with righteous indignation, every inch the upright hero.
"Frustrating—fucking frustrating! Ye Lin, even if you ambushed me, do you really think you can kill me with merely your early Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal cultivation? You think far too highly of yourself."
The grief and indignation on Xuan Yong's face gradually turned into a cold sneer. Even badly wounded as he was, he was still not someone Ye Lin could kill.
"Oh? Do you know the whereabouts of the One Breath Becomes Three Purities Fragment?"
Ye Lin did not respond to Xuan Yong's words. Instead, he abruptly changed the subject and asked coldly.
At those words, a flicker of confusion passed through Xuan Yong's eyes, though he concealed it well.
"So what if I do? So what if I don't?"
"Heh."
Seeing Xuan Yong's expression of a dead pig unafraid of boiling water, Ye Lin directly took out the Mysterious Yellow All-Things Bell.
"The Profound Origin Scorpion Clan has Golden Immortal experts guarding it. I never intended to kill you. Alive, you are more valuable than dead."
"Suppress."
Ye Lin formed hand seals with both hands. The Mysterious Yellow All-Things Bell shattered through space and arrived above Xuan Yong's head, an overwhelming force of suppression spreading throughout Xuan Yong's body.
"A supreme artifact? You want to suppress me with a supreme artifact? You're dreaming."
Xuan Yong snorted coldly. Laws intertwined above his hands, and a crescent blade slowly emerged. It was, astonishingly, a top-grade supreme artifact.
"Who doesn't have a supreme artifact? Even heavily wounded, I can still cut you down."
"I had planned to seek you out, but I never expected you to deliver yourself to my door. Don't blame me, then."
Xuan Yong thrust both hands forward, and the crescent blade