"Not bad. With the talent you possess now, you are qualified to follow us. When the time comes, we'll let you witness a far broader world."
The two young men spoke one after the other, arranging Ye Lin's future for him.
Meanwhile, Ye Lin stood where he was, watching them with a half-smile. That look in his eyes was as though he were watching two clowns.
"If you want me to follow you, then I'll have to test just how much you're worth."
"You're from the Dragon Clan, right? Since you didn't announce your own name, I suppose you're not one of the Dragon Clan's foundation-level prodigies."
"If you aren't even a foundation-level prodigy of the Dragon Clan, what gives you the nerve to spout such grandiose nonsense in front of me?"
Ye Lin slowly raised his right hand. Terrifying Sword Dao laws wound around his arm, while thunderous booms erupted all around him.
"Heh, you sure look arrogant."
One of the young men sneered at Ye Lin, then took a step forward. In an instant, he appeared before Ye Lin.
"Now I'll tell you that the Divine Beast Clan is different from all other races. Even if I'm not a foundation-level prodigy, I can still kill you."
"Don't think that killing a few so-called foundation-level prodigies means you can run wild and call yourself invincible."
The young man finished speaking and, without warning, threw a punch at Ye Lin.
The terrifying force of his fist shattered all the surrounding space.
"A clown jumping on a stage. Die."
Ye Lin casually waved his hand, and terrifying Sword Qi crisscrossed heaven and earth. The young man's arm was instantly blown apart by a single slash.
"What?"
"Another slash!!!"
The roar of Sword Qi rang out once more. Before the young man