"This time, I will still require the assistance of you three seniors."
Arriving at the plaza, Ye Lin spoke to the three people behind him.
If others respect him by a foot, he will respect them by ten; if others insult him by a fraction, he will surely slaughter their entire family. This was Ye Lin's code of conduct.
"Young Master, you are too kind; this is merely our duty."
Seeing Ye Lin act this way, the three were filled with trepidation and hurriedly returned the salute.
Rumors in the outside world claimed that Ye Lin was incredibly arrogant and killed anyone he saw, a true God of Slaughter, but seeing him now, he did not seem like the person described in the rumors at all.
"Young Master, I have three hundred Nascent Soul Realm cultivators and five hundred Golden Core Realm cultivators here."
"Young Master, I have the same."
"Young Master, I also have the same force."
Listening to their words, Ye Lin felt a secret joy; his master Taichu truly hid his strength well.
The combined forces of the three True Lords before him alone amounted to nine hundred Nascent Soul Realm and one thousand five hundred Golden Core Realm cultivators.
Such a massive force could not be underestimated by any faction.
"Good."
Ye Lin shouted aloud, a thousand words ultimately distilled into this single syllable.
"Alright, let us go."
After Ye Lin finished speaking, he released his Flying Boat. The army, including the three True Lords, stood upon the vessel, while Little Red perched on Ye Lin's shoulder and Toutian followed behind him. The Flying Boat officially set off.
The entire procession was immense, and thus, the army surged majestically toward Black Sand Prefecture.
At this moment, the situation in Black Sand Prefecture was dire; Evil Demons