The moment the sharp blade manifested above his head, Ye Lin sensed a trace of deadly danger.
If he allowed that blade to fall, even if it did not kill him, he would be gravely wounded.
"Not bad, but still lacking."
The corners of Ye Lin's lips curved upward slightly.
The methods of these three were indeed strange. No matter what he had done just now, he would have been trapped.
But so what if he was trapped?
The next moment, three figures identical to Ye Lin appeared around him.
The instant they appeared, the three men in the distance, who had been forming hand seals to prepare their final judgment upon Ye Lin, were dumbfounded.
Where had these come from?
"You actually dare to set me up? Aren't you afraid I'll expose this matter? If I don't get to live well, neither will you."
"You three faithless bastards."
"I must have been blind to cooperate with you."
Within the grand golden hall, First Prince Qin Rulie glared furiously at the three princes before him.
He had just received word that these three princes had not deployed any of their own forces at all.
As for Golden Immortal seventh-layer cultivators, there had been only Wang Cang.
Though he had long guessed that these three would stab him in the back, he had not expected them to be this ruthless.
They had been the ones to suggest assassinating the Third Prince, and now they were also the ones setting him up.
"Big Brother, don't say that. I really did put in effort. For this, I even sent out the entire White Lotus Sect."
The Fifth Prince spoke with an innocent expression.
"And you still dare say that? You still dare say that?"
"True Immortals, Primordial Unity Mystic Immortals—not a single Golden