"Senior, everything we said is true. It's all true, Senior."
The cultivators who had been incomparably arrogant just moments ago now lowered their heads one by one, not daring to even breathe too loudly.
Seeing how obedient they had suddenly become, Ye Lin let out a soft laugh.
"Then tell me—where are the Blood Gang's higher-ups?"
The moment Ye Lin spoke, everyone around him began trembling from head to toe.
"I-I don't know. They all left just before you arrived. No one knows where they went."
A young-looking man stammered, his eyes filled with terror.
"Oh? They left?"
Ye Lin's expression darkened slightly. The Blood Gang's higher-ups were quite clever.
They knew trouble had arrived, so they fled.
With a wave of Ye Lin's hand, the experts around him all turned to ash and scattered between heaven and earth, leaving behind not the slightest trace.
Ye Lin then turned and departed.
It seemed that the Blood Gang's higher-ups had fled with that mirror.
These people were merely fools kept in the dark.
No matter how much he questioned them, he would get nothing useful.
No wonder he had spread his divine sense across the entire small world and still failed to find them.
Ye Lin turned and left this small realm. Since they had fled, it meant that the mirror was not fated to be his.
The most urgent matter was still to head to the Supreme Holy Palace as soon as possible and find a way to steal the One Breath Becomes Three Purities Fragment.
No matter how great a matter was, it could not compare to breaking through to the Golden Immortal realm.
Moreover, he had a premonition that this breakthrough into the Golden Immortal realm would very likely bring him another great stroke of fortune.
Ye Lin