"Trying to run? Is that even possible?"
Ye Lin had naturally noticed the young man long ago. With another flick of his finger, Sword Qi tore through the Starry Sky toward the distance.
Just as the Sword Qi was about to reach the young man, it shattered in an Aberrant manner, then dissipated into the Starry Sky.
This Aberrant scene made Ye Lin narrow his eyes slightly.
The next moment, an incomparably luxurious chariot suddenly appeared in the Starry Sky.
This chariot was extravagantly luxurious, golden in color, looking imposing and majestic.
Three eighth-layer Golden Immortal Flood Dragons pulled the chariot, continuously letting out roars. Its pomp was fully on display.
"You dare lay a hand on one of mine?"
The next moment, a cold voice devoid of the slightest emotion came from within the chariot.
Wherever the voice passed, the Starry Sky froze. Such overwhelming might swept toward Ye Lin.
"Break."
Ye Lin uttered a single word, and all the power of laws before him was scattered. He then slowly raised his head to look at the distant chariot.
The truly ruthless figure had arrived.
"Heh, no wonder you dared touch my people. You do have some skill."
A cold laugh rang out. The curtain of the chariot slowly opened, and a young man clad in a golden robe stepped out.
His face was filled with majesty, and his brows radiated tyranny.
"Who are you? Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"
Ye Lin raised an eyebrow at him and spoke indifferently.
"Haha, I am Ao Dong, third son of the current Dragon King of the Dragon Clan."
Ao Dong waved a hand as he spoke calmly, his tone brimming with confidence and dominance.
"What? Scared? If you're scared now, I'm afraid it's already too late."
"This Stone Clan was