With Li Xiaoyao holding off the Golden Immortal above, the remaining minor fry were much easier to deal with. Wherever Ye Lin's gaze reached, they died beneath his sword.
These cultivators at the early or even middle stages of the Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal realm were simply no match for a single stroke of his sword.
These people had underestimated them far too much. They had come to surround and kill them, yet had not even been willing to bring a single cultivator at the peak of the Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal realm.
What Ye Lin did not know was that this was the Origin Continent, not the Demon Domain.
Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal cultivators already counted as top-tier combat power.
When Golden Immortals did not emerge, Primordial Unity Mystic Immortals were the heavens.
And cultivators at the peak of the Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal realm were heavens above the heavens.
For the sake of blocking them, being able to mobilize several Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal cultivators already showed how seriously they regarded them.
That was also because the great era had arrived, making breakthroughs somewhat easier.
If this had been in the past, Golden Immortals would not have shown themselves at all, and even Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal cultivators rarely traveled outside.
The entire Origin Continent had been the domain of True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals.
Only with the arrival of the great era had Primordial Unity Mystic Immortals and even Golden Immortals begun appearing frequently, all in search of opportunities to break through.
"Let's go."
After Ye Lin spoke, the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor in his hand slashed out, and he led the people behind him swiftly away from the area, vanishing without a trace.
In the sky, Li Xiaoyao had been suppressing the old man.