A group of Primordial Unity Golden Immortal experts stood before the lightning tribulation, watching helplessly as Ye Lin underwent Tribulation Transcendence, so anxious they scratched at their ears and cheeks.
They looked around themselves, then ahead, yet simply could not think of any good solution.
During this time, some Primordial Unity Golden Immortal experts quietly slipped away.
Since the Heavenly Dao was now blatantly playing favorites, Ye Lin's rise was already unstoppable. They might as well hide as soon as possible.
They would flee to other spacetime realms. In such vast spacetime, they refused to believe Ye Lin could still find them.
"Enough. Fellow Daoists, farewell."
"Fellow Daoists, I hope you will still be alive a hundred years from now."
"Farewell."
In the end, the Primordial Unity Golden Immortals turned and departed one after another.
Having lived for such endless ages, they had never once truly gone all out.
Now, after finally getting serious for once—
They had never expected to fail.
Not only had they failed, they had also earned the enmity of a peerless powerhouse.
They had tried to steal a chicken only to lose the rice used to lure it.
The losses were simply catastrophic.
They had lost even the shirts off their backs.
The Primordial Unity Golden Immortals left one after another, until none remained.
Yet the lightning tribulation continued without end.
But with Ye Lin's current strength, this lightning tribulation was nothing at all—not even a problem.
In the blink of an eye, a year passed.
The lightning tribulation that had kept the entire Star River Cosmos trembling at every moment finally dissipated.
At the place where the lightning tribulation vanished lay a white-haired youth.
His eyes were closed, and a fiery-red lotus mark was etched between his brows. Three thousand strands of hair fell