"Ugh, it reeks."
At that moment, Gu Qingzhi's voice came from above. Having arrived at Ye Lin's side, she looked at the monster before them, then caught the stench in the air and immediately frowned.
"Burn."
With a casual gesture from Ye Lin, a wisp of Beginningless True Flame fell upon the monster. In an instant, the enormous corpse before them was burned to nothing.
After putting away the Beginningless True Flame, Ye Lin finally continued forward.
With the monster no longer blocking the way, a vast hollow lay ahead. Ye Lin gripped the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor and followed the hollow onward.
"That aura is growing stronger and stronger. Its owner must be inside."
Gu Qingzhi followed beside Ye Lin.
Ye Lin nodded. He had sensed it long before she reminded him.
The fellow inside was at least at the fourth level of the Golden Immortal realm, perhaps even the fifth.
"What a powerful oppressive feeling."
As they walked, Ye Lin sighed.
The hollow was filled with an exceedingly intense pressure.
Meanwhile, the Time Gu in his mind grew ever more desperate, waves of yearning constantly flooding into Ye Lin's mind.
The little fellow was already on the verge of being unable to endure any longer.
If Ye Lin had not kept suppressing it, the little fellow would likely have long since burst out of his sea of consciousness.
But that also meant he was getting closer.
"Hiss—"
"Hiss—"
"Hiss—"
Suddenly, Ye Lin and Gu Qingzhi stopped where they stood. Rustling sounds came from all around them. Within the range of their divine senses, countless tiny insects crawled out from the surrounding walls and the ground.
Those insects were extremely small, yet their numbers were immense—far too many to count. Everywhere the eye could see was covered