An enraged roar rang out. Almost by muscle memory, Tang Cheng ducked behind Ye Lin.
In the air before them, laws continuously converged. At last, a young man appeared before Ye Lin.
This young man looked exactly like Tang Cheng behind him, even identical to the person in the portrait.
Looking at the man before him, Ye Lin's intuition told him that he had found the right person.
"Do you still remember the Divine Maiden of Divine Mountain?"
Ye Lin did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point.
The moment those words left his mouth, a flicker of panic flashed through the man's eyes. Though he concealed it quickly, Ye Lin still caught it.
Seeing that, Ye Lin smiled. At last, he had caught him.
No matter what kind of cultivator one was, no matter how high one's cultivation, there would always be a flaw.
There were no perfect people in this world, nor were there perfect things.
After all, even laws and the Great Dao could be incomplete. How could anything possibly be perfect?
When ordinary people heard the words "Divine Maiden," their first reaction would surely be confusion. Even if they knew her, they could not possibly reveal such panic.
If the man before him was panicking, then there had to be something guilty in his heart.
If there was no ghost in his heart, then what the hell was he panicking for?
"Of course I know the Divine Maiden. Within hundreds of millions of li around here, who does not know her great name?"
The young man spoke with a composed expression. There was no emotion on his face as he merely continued speaking.
There was not the slightest flaw.
"But why would the Divine Maiden specifically ask for you?"
"So, are you