Ye Lin casually tossed the headless corpse in his hand into the Central Land at the heart of Myriad Source Mountain, then stood atop the mountain with his hands behind his back, gazing down at the ranges below.
The Myriad Source Mountain cultivators who had previously fought the Human Race experts blow for blow now stood frozen in place, none daring to make a move.
They looked up at Ye Lin with wariness in their eyes.
An uncontrollable Golden Immortal expert was enough to slaughter every last one of them in an extremely short time.
Thus, none of them dared act rashly. Every one of them was watching Ye Lin's expression.
Ye Lin's face remained calm. He slowly raised a hand, and terrifying Golden Immortal power gathered in his palm.
Right now, he was merely putting on a strong front while being weak within.
In order to kill that old fellow Lu Yun earlier, he had suffered hidden injuries, and he still had not recovered from them.
If a Golden Immortal third-layer expert like himself appeared now, he would absolutely be no match for them.
However... even though he was seriously injured, dealing with these people would still be as easy as taking something from his hand.
As Ye Lin's palm descended, terrifying law power spread across all of Myriad Source Mountain. Countless experts within the mountain were reduced to ash in that instant, utterly erased by Ye Lin's single slap.
Myriad Source Mountain, which the Human Race army had failed to capture after half a month of fighting, was completely taken by Ye Lin's one palm strike.
At this moment, no race other than the Human Race remained in all of Myriad Source Mountain.
"Cough, cough."
Just then, Ye Lin suddenly coughed a few times, and a thread of