"He's too strong—simply too strong. This is the first time I've ever seen such a powerful cultivator."
"So this is what a true powerhouse is like? So cool! Liu Feng, where did you meet this senior? He's absurdly strong—this is a golden thigh to cling to."
"You might not believe it, but I happened to run into this senior while passing by."
The few people standing behind Ye Lin began discussing among themselves, all looking at Ye Lin with eyes filled with intense admiration.
He was simply too strong.
With a mere wave of his hand, he had crippled an entire faction.
That kind of strength was what they dreamed of.
Although the commotion Ye Lin had caused seemed simple enough to them, the power behind it was worlds apart.
The scene was not grand, but its shock was beyond words.
"Go. Leave no one alive in Heavenly Star Pavilion. Kill them all."
After doing all that, Ye Lin casually waved his hand.
He had already dealt with everything he needed to deal with. The rest would be left to the juniors behind him.
"Yes, Senior."
Liu Feng was the first to agree. Then, with an excited look on his face, he charged forward. Heavenly Star Pavilion, you never expected it, did you? I, Liu Feng, have returned.
This time, he had not come to bow his head or beg for mercy.
He had come for revenge.
As Liu Feng and the others entered, a massacre began.
Meanwhile, Ye Lin stood alone in the sky above Heavenly Star Pavilion, his hands clasped behind his back as he quietly watched the scene unfold.
Among these people, there was not a single Golden Immortal at the sixth or even seventh layer.
Based on Ye Lin's estimate, Heavenly Star Pavilion did not have