Ye Lin's actions naturally stirred resentment among the surrounding prodigies.
"Cough, cough. Everyone, this secret realm was won by Lord Ye. If not for him, it would still be occupied by the three great clans."
"So... watch your words..."
At that moment, Wang Sheng could no longer stand by and finally stepped forward to explain.
The moment those words came out, the surrounding prodigies fell silent.
They had naturally heard earlier that the secret realm had been surrounded, but in the end, they had assumed that powerful figures from their clans had stepped in to resolve it.
They had never expected that person to be the one who solved it?
Though disbelief was their first reaction, no one spoke up to refute it.
Wang Sheng had some standing behind him.
A moment later, seeing that the experts of the three great clans no longer had any chance of attacking, the surrounding prodigies turned and entered the secret realm one after another.
Wang Sheng remained where he was, scratching his head.
Something about the atmosphere felt off.
He had read ancient and even primordial texts within his clan. The prodigies recorded there were the true prodigies.
Every one of them was brimming with blazing blood; even a Golden Immortal at the seventh level would dare draw his sword against a Golden Immortal at the ninth level.
Had they encountered the three great clans, the first thing they would have done would not have been entering the secret realm, but fighting a fierce battle with those clans.
The great era recorded in those texts was magnificent and passionate. From only a few scattered words, Wang Sheng could feel his blood boiling, as though the blood in his veins were about to burst into flame.
Yet now, after seeing this bunch of people,