"Nothing. Come with me somewhere."
With that, Ye Lin and the man vanished, and the entire Sect Master Hall was instantly left empty.
Ever since the sect master had been decided, Nameless Mountain, once rife with undercurrents, had become incomparably peaceful.
Many people immediately pulled back. In the unseen corners of Nameless Mountain, certain dealings also came to an abrupt halt.
One after another, they did everything they could to rein themselves in and hide themselves deeper. The elders who had once been utterly flamboyant all became exceedingly low-key.
As the saying went, a new official lit three fires upon taking office. Even an immortal cultivation force like Nameless Mountain could not escape this principle. Every sect master, upon assuming the position, was eager to perform before the Ancestral Land.
Previously, Eastern Continent had been peaceful and free of war, so the display was made within Nameless Mountain itself—a complete bloodletting, just like that.
Thereafter, whenever a sect master succeeded to the position, everyone in Nameless Mountain would become exceptionally low-key. After all, no one wanted that fire to burn them.
Meanwhile, Ye Lin stared at the towering giant tower before him, his eyes filled with shock.
All around lay a desolate wasteland. The sky was blood-red, and so was the ground. The surroundings stretched vast and boundless, beyond the reach of the eye. Yet in such an empty place, only this single Heaven-Reaching Tower stood towering into the sky.
It was incomparably majestic, a sight so imposing it shook the soul.
The entire place was steeped in desolation and antiquity.
Mystery permeated every inch of it.
"This is the Ancestral Land. Come, let us meet the esteemed seniors within."
"Oh, right. I am Tai Du. You are my younger brother's disciple, so you may call me Martial Uncle."
After