"Ye Lin, we will handle the Golden Immortal fifth-, fourth-, and third-layer experts. The remaining several first-layer Golden Immortals will be left to you."
"According to the intelligence, there are no fewer than six first-layer Golden Immortals. Will that put you under any pressure? If so, I can seek aid from the Human Emperor."
The old man looked at Ye Lin with a grave expression.
A flicker of surprise passed through Ye Lin's eyes. He had only just left the Heavenly Court and joined the Human Race, yet this old man was entrusting such an important task to him?
It was no exaggeration to say that if he rebelled in the midst of the battle later, this entire Human Race force would die within Myriad Source Mountain.
"Leave it to me."
After pondering for a moment, Ye Lin nodded. Six first-layer Golden Immortals could be wiped out with one hand.
"Good. That's exactly what I wanted to hear. Since it's settled, let's go."
The old man smiled at his words. This was a former prodigy of their Human Race—a peak prodigy.
Though he had been in the Heavenly Court for a long time, the pride in his bones had yet to fade.
Good.
Pride was something one was born with. Whether a person possessed it or not, he could tell with a single glance.
Clearly, Ye Lin's pride remained, as did his backbone. Within the Heavenly Court, that pride had not been ground away completely.
In that case, Ye Lin still possessed the potential to become a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal.
Following the five Venerables before him out of the great hall, Ye Lin saw warships floating across the distant sky, their decks packed with dense crowds of figures.
Every one of them radiated a terrifying aura.
"These are the