"Venerable Ye, how was it?"
Outside, seeing Ye Lin emerge, a group of Human Race prodigies immediately stepped forward and asked expectantly.
"Not bad."
Ye Lin left behind those words indifferently, then vanished into the void after a few flashes.
Leaving behind only a group of foundation-level Human Race prodigies staring at one another.
"Sigh, let's go. We and him are no longer people of the same world."
In the end, someone sighed and said with a bitter smile.
They considered themselves peerless monsters born only once in hundreds of millions of years among the Human Race, yet before this man, they still lagged far behind.
This man was the towering mountain they would never be able to cross in their lifetimes.
Elsewhere, Ye Lin charged recklessly onward until he arrived before a tranquil lake.
According to the information the white worm had given him, there was something in this lake called Extreme Cold Grass. It was a treasure for cultivating Primordial Spirit techniques.
Even Primordial Unity Golden Immortals could still use it.
After all, the treasures that remained within this Chaos Secret Realm all originated from the Chaos Era. Every single one was incomparably precious.
And within this lake lived two great snakes.
One was white, and the other green.
Neither had a particularly good temper.
Ye Lin took a step forward, and his figure instantly arrived above the lake.
Almost at the same moment, the lake beneath Ye Lin's feet began to churn violently. Two great snakes burst from the water, one from each side, winding toward Ye Lin.
"Suppress."
Ye Lin pressed down with a flip of his hand, and a terrifying pressure spread in all directions.
The lake below erupted into waves ten thousand zhang high, while the two great snakes were forcibly driven back by