The great battle gradually drew to a close, and the surrounding Asura Clan had already been slaughtered clean.
Half of the original powerhouses had fled, and every young prodigy who could run had run, causing the northern region to collapse long ago.
With their insides crumbling apart, they were like lambs awaiting slaughter. Their faith was gone, and before this great army, they had no power to resist at all.
At this moment, not a trace of the Asura Clan could be found anywhere on the battlefield.
A Golden Immortal faction had fallen just like that, leaving people unable to suppress a sigh.
"Young Master, the Ancestor is looking for you."
At that moment, Mo Ruyu walked over and spoke softly. Ye Lin looked up and saw an old man standing beyond the mountain.
The old man stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distant Starry Sky.
Ye Lin nodded, rose to his feet, and walked toward the old man, arriving before him in just a few steps.
"Senior."
"This matter is over. It is time for you to leave as well."
"Beyond the domain is unlike this place, where everyone restrains one another and has someone to watch their backs. Once you go beyond the domain, everything will truly depend on yourself."
"Wait a while. Leave only after your cultivation reaches the peak of the Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal realm."
After Xu Changsheng finished speaking, Ye Lin nodded lightly. Even if Xu Changsheng had not said so, that had been his plan—to leave only after reaching the peak of the Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal realm.
After all, he had already found the opportunity to break through to the peak of the Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal realm. As long as he entered seclusion, it would take as