Sword Qi mercilessly tore through space, and the three men before him were sent flying by a single slash. Cracks even spread across their bodies.
"How... how is this possible?"
One of them stared at the horrifying wound across his body, looking toward Ye Lin in the distance with utter disbelief.
One sword strike had directly crippled him?
He was a Half-step Primordial Unity Golden Immortal. Even an expert of the same level might not necessarily possess such strength, right?
Just where had this man come from?
He was not faring well, and neither were the two companions beside him. They all looked at Ye Lin with extreme terror in their eyes.
"Who exactly are you?"
The three pointed at Ye Lin and spoke in unison.
One sword strike had crippled three Half-step Primordial Unity Golden Immortals. Damn it, could this kid be a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal?
"You are not qualified to know my name."
Ye Lin slashed out once more. The terrifying Sword Qi showed no mercy, utterly shredding the three figures before him.
Not even a trace was left behind.
Only after doing all this did Ye Lin slowly put away the Emperor Sword.
At this moment, the entire planet was surrounded, and countless gazes fell upon him.
Those gazes carried scrutiny, fury, and shock.
"Everyone, I am merely taking revenge. This has nothing to do with you."
"If you wish to attack me, then do it quickly."
"Otherwise, withdraw those scrutinizing eyes of yours."
Ye Lin stood in the void with his hands behind his back and spoke coldly.
As soon as his voice fell, gaze after gaze vanished at once. Yet some still refused to retreat, staring fixedly at Ye Lin.
As though they wished to tear Ye Lin apart with their eyes alone.
"Hmph."