Ye Lin Takes a Hard Line

Ye Lin didn't attack the Evil Demons. Each of them was only at the Foundation Establishment or Golden Core stage, and there were far too many of them. Catching them one by one would waste a lot of time.

It would be much more effective to have the local forces of Black Sand Prefecture deal with the Evil Demons.

"Fellow cultivators ahead, the Ancient God Sect has closed its gates. We will receive no visitors for ten years. Please leave at once."

The next moment, a young man's voice rang out from the empty mountain range ahead.

Clearly, they didn't want to see him.

Ye Lin sneered. He took an Identity Token from his Spatial Ring and raised his right hand, displaying it clearly in the air.

"I'll say it again: I am an Inner Sect disciple of Nameless Mountain and a True Disciple of True Lord Taichu. I've come to pay my respects."

This time, Ye Lin invoked both Nameless Mountain's and Taichu's names.

He refused to believe that the Ancient God Sect could be so tactless. If Nameless Mountain's prestige wasn't enough to sway them, surely Taichu's name would give them pause.

"So you're True Lord Taichu's disciple. Please, come in."

The next moment, the vast mountain range appeared before Ye Lin once more, and a gigantic golden gate materialized in front of it.

The gate looked imposing and magnificent, floating silently in midair.

A young man with a golden longbow on his back stepped through the gate. He walked across the Void, slowly approached Ye Lin, and saluted him with cupped fists.

"I am Su Bai, an Inner Sect disciple of the Ancient God Sect. Greetings, disciple of True Lord Taichu."

Su Bai approached Ye Lin like a refined young gentleman and saluted him with cupped fists.