"Fellow Daoist Ye Lin, long time no see."
Just as Ye Lin and the others continued onward, Xu Feng came walking toward them with a smile, the two young men following behind him.
The Xu Feng before him gave Ye Lin an unusual feeling. From Xu Feng, he sensed an extreme pressure.
One had to know that the previous Xu Feng had been nowhere near capable of making him feel such pressure.
"Fellow Daoist Xu Feng."
Ye Lin clasped his fists in greeting. Xu Feng had changed greatly over the years.
"Fellow Daoist Ye Lin, I knew I hadn't misjudged you. Congratulations—you have already squeezed into our ranks."
"You have earned our recognition."
Xu Feng spoke a string of baffling words to Ye Lin, while Ye Lin quietly shielded the others behind him and fixed his eyes on those standing behind Xu Feng.
"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Ye Lin, don't be so nervous. We haven't come to cause you trouble."
A hearty laugh rang out.
A young man clad in golden armor strode over. He was Zhang Wusheng.
San Zang, Gu Qingzhi, and Wang Xiaoyun were there as well.
At this moment, everyone had gathered.
Xu Feng, San Zang, Gu Qingzhi, Wang Xiaoyun, Zhang Wusheng.
All five of them gave Ye Lin an overwhelming sense of pressure. They were different from the other prodigies of the Third Region.
Perhaps these were the very peak among the Third Region's younger generation.
"You all are...?"
Ye Lin looked at the group before him with a wary expression.
"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Ye Lin, what are you so tense for? We're not going to eat you."
"We came this time to form an alliance with Fellow Daoist Ye Lin."
Seeing Ye Lin so tense, Zhang Wusheng burst into laughter. Beside him, Gu Qingzhi smiled faintly,