"To deal with you, I don't need anyone else. I alone am enough."
"Remember this—the one killing you is Shi Heng of the Stone Clan."
The young man before him took a step forward, and an overwhelmingly powerful pressure bore down on him.
Ye Lin did not move in the slightest. He merely slowly raised his right hand, Sword Qi gathering at his fingertips.
This guy was putting on quite an act.
Since that was the case, he would send him flying to the heavens with a single sword strike.
"Slash."
Ye Lin flicked his finger, and a streak of sword light tore through the void as it slashed toward Shi Heng.
"Break."
There was not a trace of fear on Shi Heng's face. He clenched his right hand into a fist, then threw a fierce punch. The terrifying force of his fist directly smashed the Sword Qi to pieces.
"Oh?"
Ye Lin raised his brows slightly at the sight. This guy had some skill.
"Since you've come, don't even think of leaving. We of the Stone Clan are exceptionally hospitable."
A savage grin flashed through Shi Heng's eyes as he punched toward Ye Lin.
His ancestor had kept him confined within the clan all these years, refusing to let him go out. He had nearly been stifled to death.
Now that he had finally come out, he would make this first battle of his a good one.
"Slash again."
Ye Lin flicked his finger once more, and an even more formidable streak of Sword Qi slashed forward.
The terrifying Sword Qi ruthlessly ripped apart the void. Shi Heng merely gave a faint smile before throwing another punch, shattering the Sword Qi again.
Meanwhile, Ye Lin began to retreat.
"The ancient era truly deserves to be called the ancient era."