A Primordial Unity Golden Immortal was an existence capable of suppressing an entire race all by himself.
"Fellow Daoist Ye Lin, what are you doing?"
Seeing Ye Lin stand motionless before him, staring blankly at him, Chen Changsheng asked curiously.
"Nothing. Looking at you, Fellow Daoist, reminded me of my younger brother. His talent was once unparalleled. If he hadn't died, he might have become a towering powerhouse like you by now."
Ye Lin immediately came back to his senses and sighed, while his eyes flicked toward the two long swords behind Chen Changsheng.
The Yin-Yang Twin Swords—yes, the characteristics matched.
If his judgment was correct, this fellow was Chen Changsheng.
Venerable Changsheng.
The Human Race's only supreme powerhouse to be killed by the backlash of his own race's fate. Not just in the Human Race—he was the only one among all races.
Before this man set the precedent, the myriad races had never known that a race's own fate could backlash against its own experts.
After Chen Changsheng fell, the myriad races learned something new.
From then on, another useless piece of knowledge had been added.
"Oh? You have a younger brother too, Fellow Daoist?"
Chen Changsheng raised an eyebrow at those words.
"Yes. I once had a younger brother, but in the end, he was cruelly killed by celestial soldiers."
At this point, Ye Lin let out another sigh.
Anyone who did not know better would have thought Ye Lin really had lost a younger brother.
"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist. Let bygones be bygones. We must look ahead."
"Your younger brother was killed by celestial soldiers, and now we have already broken into the Heavenly Court. Next, we should kill more celestial soldiers and avenge him."
Seeing Ye Lin like this, Chen Changsheng actually felt a trace of