To search more thoroughly, the three old men directly sent their Primordial Spirits into Ye Lin's sea of consciousness.
"This brat has an enormous sea of consciousness."
The moment they entered Ye Lin's sea of consciousness, the three were stunned. Ye Lin's sea of consciousness was far, far larger than that of an ordinary cultivator.
That also meant Ye Lin's Primordial Spirit was extraordinarily powerful.
They had once considered themselves prodigies, but compared to Ye Lin now, they could only feel ashamed of their own inferiority.
They still could not compare.
"Not bad. There's a trace of Primordial Spirit power remaining here. Let's follow it and take a look. His Primordial Spirit is so powerful that even if he's dead, it won't completely disperse so quickly."
"His consciousness has scattered, but his memories remain."
After picking a direction, the three old men headed that way.
By now, they had completely confirmed that Ye Lin was dead. Even his Primordial Spirit had dispersed—how could he possibly still be alive?
Yet as they walked, they discovered something was wrong.
"What's going on? We can sense Primordial Spirit power at every moment, so why can't we find it?"
"Exactly. It's strange. Primordial Spirit power is everywhere, yet we just can't locate it. It reminds me of a Primordial Spirit cultivation method."
"The Sacred King Visualization Diagram?"
"That's right, the Wang Family's Sacred King Visualization Diagram."
"But that thing is the Wang Family's clan-suppressing treasure. How could this brat possibly possess it? You're worrying too much."
"This is bad."
Just as the three old men finished their investigation, their expressions suddenly changed drastically.
Countless chains abruptly appeared in the surrounding void, piercing through space as they shot toward them.
Before they could react, the chains wrapped tightly around all of them.
"Damn it, this