On the battlefield, wherever Ye Lin passed, every prodigy fled at the mere rumor of his approach, turning and running without the slightest hesitation.
Before ordinary powerhouses, they truly were prodigies—the one-in-ten-thousand kind.
But before Ye Lin, they were merely ordinary powerhouses. A casual strike from Ye Lin was enough to send them coughing up blood.
With the reinforcement of twenty billion in fortune, Ye Lin's current combat strength was nothing less than a grown man bullying children against these so-called prodigies.
Only top-tier prodigies of the same realm could withstand him.
"Damn it, Ye Lin has been fighting for so long, yet Qin Jiang is nowhere to be seen. Where the hell did that guy go? Could Ye Lin have killed him?"
"Impossible. We both have Qin Jiang's life plaque. If he had truly been slain, his life plaque should have shattered. But Qin Jiang's plaque is still intact. Hard to say."
"This shouldn't be happening, this shouldn't be happening... Could Qin Jiang have abandoned us and run off on his own?"
"Hiss... It's not impossible."
By the end, everyone drew sharp breaths. This possibility had already won the agreement of the vast majority.
What followed was fury. Qin Jiang had urged them into war against Ye Lin, but now that the battle had begun, Qin Jiang had actually fled? Leaving them here to be slaughtered by Ye Lin?
Dream on.
In an instant, many more powerhouses turned and fled. Even Qin Jiang, the one leading them, had secretly run away—how could they possibly be foolish enough to stay here and throw their lives away?
Resisting Ye Lin and stopping Ye Lin had all been Qin Jiang's idea. If not for Qin Jiang, why would they have remained here?
"Impudence! I am still here, so how dare you flee