Simply standing within this Starry Sky, Ye Lin could feel dense Killing Intent rushing straight at his face.
The ancient era and the present age had both been relatively stable, after all—the overall order had long since been set in stone.
But the primordial era was different.
Ye Lin guessed that this might have been the period after the Human Emperor departed, when the myriad races had begun gradually breaking free from the Human Race's suppression.
If that was the case, then it truly was somewhat chaotic.
But no matter how chaotic it was, he would suppress it all with his own strength.
As Ye Lin stood in the Starry Sky, just about to raise his hand and summon the Human Emperor Sword to use the same trick again, three streaks of light suddenly appeared in the distance, drawing closer and closer.
"Fellow Daoist, the Demon Race in Great World No. 351 has begun a full-scale rebellion. Quickly, come with me to suppress them."
As the flowing lights dispersed, before Ye Lin could react, one of the two women and one man grabbed his arm and rushed off into the distance.
"Fellow Daoist, you look unfamiliar. Where do you come from?" the woman pulling Ye Lin asked with a soft smile as she turned her head toward him.
"A Rogue Cultivator," Ye Lin answered honestly.
Strictly speaking, he truly was a Rogue Cultivator.
"Oh? A Rogue Cultivator? Fellow Daoist, you are quite interesting. Rogue Cultivators are not common these days." The woman smiled faintly at Ye Lin.
"Alright, we're here. World No. 351."
At that moment, the three of them gradually came to a stop. Before them floated a boundless continent stretching as far as the eye could see.
"Oh, right. Look at this brain of mine."
The woman beside