"How could this power, this aura, be possible?"
A flicker of disbelief flashed through Xuan Tian's eyes. He had only ever felt this supreme, majestic power from the Patriarch.
As for the Patriarch, he was a Golden Immortal mighty figure. How could Ye Lin possibly wield the power of a Golden Immortal?
That incomparably majestic voice came swiftly and vanished just as swiftly. By the time Xuan Tian and the others recovered, Ye Lin and his group were nowhere to be seen in the entire starry sky. They had long since fled without a trace.
"Young Master, what do we do now?"
At that moment, an old man came to Xuan Tian's side, his expression grave. Well, this was just wonderful—they had followed their young master and thoroughly offended an invincible being feared by all the other forces in the Demon Domain.
"What do we do? What else can we do? Head home. Didn't he just run away? If I could drive him off once, I can drive him off a second time. The next time we meet, I'll kill him."
"Let's go."
Xuan Tian's expression was exceedingly grim, but Ye Lin had already escaped. What else could they do?
He had never expected that, despite laying out such a meticulous plan, Ye Lin would still get away. After calculating every possibility, he had failed to account for the treasure in Ye Lin's hands that could unleash the might of a Golden Immortal.
Had he known, he would have brought the clan's inherited Dao artifact.
The old man standing beside Xuan Tian seemed to want to say something more, but upon seeing the killing intent in Xuan Tian's eyes, he wisely shut his mouth.
Now was not the time to speak. If he kept talking, his young master might truly