Wang Mingyang laughed heartily, then abruptly rose to his feet and took the initiative to invite Ye Lin.
Ye Lin merely nodded lightly.
Yet Ye Lin's guard was raised even higher. This old bastard's origins were unknown—just because he claimed to be the Wang Family's Great Elder, did that really make him the Wang Family's Great Elder?
And he had offered up so much right from the start.
In any case, Ye Lin felt that this matter was riddled with doubts—there were suspicious points everywhere.
Still, Ye Lin intended to go and take a look.
If this old bastard dared entertain any improper thoughts, Ye Lin would make him regret ever coming into this world.
As for Quasi-Saints, this old bastard could not produce a Quasi-Saint expert.
If a Quasi-Saint expert truly had designs on him, they could have just come directly. Why go through all this tugging and pulling?
After all, there were no Quasi-Saints in the entirety of Divine Capital City.
But to be safe, Ye Lin still kept Ye Xin by his side.
With Ye Xin present, so long as no Quasi-Saint made a move, Ye Lin could retreat unscathed no matter how many Daluo Golden Immortals came.
If necessary, he could abandon Ye Xin and still retreat unscathed himself.
Following Wang Mingyang all the way to an unfamiliar gorge, Ye Lin felt a powerful force of sealing rush toward him the moment they drew near.
"It's inside."
Wang Mingyang smiled faintly, then waved his hand. All the seals before them dispersed.
At once, Ye Lin saw the scene within the gorge.
Experts—countless experts.
Experts of every race had been piled into the gorge as though they were pigs being raised.
Every single expert had been pierced through by a chain, and that chain rendered them unable