"Alright."
Ye Lin nodded slightly, then slowly stepped back.
"Fellow Daoist, this old man is Fang Lang. I have come to battle you this time."
As soon as Fang Lang finished speaking, a powerful aura erupted from his body, while the shriveled skin covering him rapidly began to fill out.
His skin also became smooth and lustrous.
In but a few moments, the old man had vanished. Standing before Ye Lin now was a graceful young gentleman.
Holding twin blades, he watched Ye Lin with a smile on his face.
"Fellow Daoist, make your move."
Fang Lang smiled faintly.
Ye Lin merely tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, and the earth beneath him instantly shattered into dust. The ground within a million li began to tremble at once.
"Slash."
Terrifying Sword Qi let out a long howl, and the clouds above lost all color in that instant.
Bottomless ravines suddenly tore open across the surrounding land.
"Good!"
Fang Lang threw back his head and laughed, his eyes utterly fearless. His entire body became an afterimage as he charged toward Ye Lin.
"Strangulation."
The twin blades in Fang Lang's hands whirled, directly shredding the Sword Qi before him.
His body then split into two, two into four, four into eight, and eight into sixteen.
In an instant, hundreds upon thousands of figures appeared around Ye Lin, all charging at him together.
Facing those figures, Ye Lin remained completely calm. He slowly raised the Emperor Sword in his hand, a trace of seriousness flashing through his eyes.
"Slash."
A terrifying sword cry resounded between heaven and earth. The surrounding space trembled, the earth cracked apart, and the sky-full of figures all vanished in that instant.
"Fellow Daoist, you were still a little too careless."
Fang Lang stood behind Ye