Ye Lin had cultivated in this place for a full hundred years.
Over those hundred years, his cultivation had not changed in the slightest.
In the end, this was a trial ground, a fabricated setting, not the true primordial era at all.
Forcing him to cross the river of time and travel to the genuine primordial era was probably beyond this trial ground's capabilities.
Just as Ye Lin was about to continue cultivating, the jade token in his robes began to grow faintly warm.
At the sight of the jade token, Ye Lin let out a sigh. The good days were over.
When he activated the jade token, a resolute-looking middle-aged man clad in golden armor appeared before Ye Lin.
This was Ye Lin's immediate superior, a golden-armored general and a terrifying great power at the seventh level of the Golden Immortal Realm.
"Ye Lin, the ten thousand bronze-armored soldiers and one hundred million silver-armored soldiers under your command have all perished. Lin Yun in the neighboring world, along with all his soldiers, has also perished."
"And a full hundred years have already passed since their deaths. Why didn't you report this to me back then?"
"Are you hiding something from me?"
"You are of the Human Race. Now that the Human Race is counterattacking, the people under your command, including Lin Yun, are all dead, while you alone remain alive."
"Have you... betrayed the Heavenly Court and defected to the Human Race?"
The golden-armored general narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Ye Lin. His tone was incomparably grim, carrying an attitude that brooked no doubt.
If Ye Lin said a single wrong word now, the man would descend upon this place and execute him in the next instant.
Within the Heavenly Court, anyone could rebel—except Ye Lin.