"Big brother, I don't want to die."
Among them, the chubby little fellow shut his eyes, his face full of despair.
He had only just stepped into the Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal realm. After cultivating to such a level with such difficulty, he had not even had the chance to enjoy it.
And before he could enjoy any of it, he was about to face death. He did not want to face it.
Death was fine, but couldn't they at least let him experience it first before he died?
"Kill them."
The Demon Race expert standing in the void said coldly.
They had gone to such great lengths this time, squatting here for decades, only to catch these few pieces of trash. It left him thoroughly enraged.
The next moment, the Demon Race experts all around surged forward at once. Countless terrifying killing moves utterly ground the group into dust.
Just as the Demon Race experts were preparing to disperse, a figure in blood-red robes strode through the distant void toward them.
His expression was indifferent, his eyes devoid of the slightest emotion. With his hands clasped behind his back, he simply walked over.
The Demon Race experts who had been about to leave all froze, then exchanged glances.
They could all see a trace of disbelief in one another's eyes.
Had this guy not seen them?
With so many experts gathered here, he still dared to come over with such utter contempt?
Had he not seen them, or was he blind?
Or... was he completely unafraid of them?
Ye Lin's manner utterly baffled these Demon Race experts.
"According to the memories, it should be here."
Ye Lin murmured softly, then slowly lowered his head. His gaze easily locked onto the pitch-black massive gate below.
"Human Race? You came right