As he walked, Ye Lin found what he had been searching for all along—what he had always wanted.
Ye Lin slowly descended, raising his head to look at the enormous building before him.
The building towered into the clouds, exuding a grand and majestic presence.
A plaque hung before it, bearing three striking characters: Scripture Depository.
Looking at the building, Ye Lin stepped inside without a second thought. This should be where all kinds of immortal arts were stored.
Just as Ye Lin was about to enter, a green barrier appeared before him, firmly blocking him outside the entrance.
Ye Lin placed his hand on the green barrier and applied a little force, but it stood as immovable as a towering mountain.
"Hmm? A formation? A seal?"
Ye Lin frowned. He had not expected a formation to be suppressing this place. If he had known, he would have brought Bao Xiaotou along.
No, Bao Xiaotou was still outside cracking that massive formation. It seemed he could only handle this himself.
But this...
Ye Lin exerted force once more. This time, he used a full fifty percent of his strength, yet the building remained utterly unmoved, and not a single ripple stirred across the green barrier.
Seeing this, Ye Lin slowly stepped back. I've already fought my way in here. Could I really fail to open a single door of yours?
The next moment, Sword Qi erupted from Ye Lin's body, while the Destruction Sword Dao Law coiled around his arm.
"Slash."
Ye Lin gave a low cry, and a sword hum rang across half the continent as black Sword Qi blasted toward the entrance.
At that moment, the entire building shook violently. Ripples spread over the distant green barrier, yet there was not the slightest sign of it breaking.
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