After all, what kind of place was this?
It was the edge of Western Qin Phoenix Province—an incredibly remote place where powerful cultivators were pitifully scarce.
A single Golden Immortal here was enough to intimidate all directions, becoming the ancestor and foundation of a sect.
No matter how capable the Third Prince was, being able to recruit two or three Golden Immortal cultivators as guards should have been about the limit.
Yet where had the Third Prince found these people?
Not only was their cultivation high, every one of them was immensely powerful. They were clearly no ordinary cultivators.
They seemed more like prodigies.
Where could such prodigies come from in a backwater like this?
Prodigies all headed for prosperous regions. Who would come to such a godforsaken remote place?
"You four look rather bored. Perfect—I'm bored too. Spar with me for a bit."
Ye Lin smiled faintly as he looked at the four figures before him.
All four were at the fifth level of the Golden Immortal realm.
To him, he could crush them to death with one hand.
Yet as the four watched Ye Lin approach step by step, they began retreating. In their senses, the aura of the man before them was deep as an Abyss, utterly unfathomable.
A powerful expert—an absolute powerhouse, a peerless powerhouse.
The same thought surfaced in all their minds, and they retreated even faster.
Ye Lin frowned slightly.
Weren't they assassins?
Weren't they here to hunt him down?
Why were they the ones scared now?
Had their roles been switched?
No, this absolutely would not do.
With that, Ye Lin directly flung out the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword from behind him.
The Bloodthirsty Demon Sword transformed into a streak of bloody light and arrived in an instant, reaching one of the men in