The people of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, along with the innocent cultivators who had come to witness the ceremony, were already as good as dead in Ye Lin's eyes.
Once this fellow made a move against Qin Unrivaled, would even one person present be able to leave alive?
By then, perhaps every living creature within a million li would be slaughtered clean.
"Brother, there is no need for this. I accidentally sustained these injuries after entering a secret realm by mistake. I only need some time to recover."
"But Brother, how did you know I was here?"
"Brother's sources are remarkably well-informed—better informed than even Father Emperor's."
Qin Unrivaled naturally sensed that something was wrong as well. With one hand behind his back, he quietly made gestures to Ye Lin.
"Dear brother, dear brother, has anyone ever told you something? Sometimes, it is better not to be too clever."
"Being too clever makes things less fun."
Qin Unrivaled's expression gradually darkened, and then he sneered.
The next moment, figures abruptly appeared throughout the surrounding sky. They held crescent-shaped long blades, and in an instant, they sealed off the entire Ten Thousand Sword Sect so tightly that not even water could pass through.
Streams of formidable auras intertwined without end, and an enormous cage gradually took shape.
The Ten Thousand Sword Sect was trapped within that cage.
At this moment, countless cultivators finally realized that something was amiss.
"First Prince, this old man has just remembered that his three-year-old grandson has not eaten yet. This old man must return to cook for him, so I shall take my leave first."
"This old man bids you farewell."
An old man at the True Immortal realm cupped his hands toward Qin Rulie on the distant plaza, then turned and left.
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