Moreover, the passage was extremely narrow, allowing only one person through at a time.
Ye Lin could only have Ye Xin walk in front, while he followed behind.
That way, if they encountered danger, Ye Xin could cover his retreat while he made a quick escape.
They proceeded downward, with Ye Lin, Ye Xin, and Xinyou all concealing their auras. As for their footsteps, there were no footfalls to be heard at all; everything was utterly silent.
Throughout the journey, Ye Lin remained exceedingly cautious, afraid of alerting the enemy.
Lingering in the air were unfamiliar traces of aura, evidently left behind by Chu Qinxin and the Chaos Ancient Clan.
After walking for a full half hour, Ye Xin, who was ahead of Ye Lin, suddenly stopped.
Ye Lin looked up and saw that the space ahead was gradually widening, but two figures stood there.
"Early-stage Daluo Golden Immortals..."
After swiftly assessing the cultivation of those two figures, Ye Lin felt his teeth ache.
Daluo Golden Immortals guarding the entrance—had the Chaos Ancient Clan grown this powerful?
Still, this was indeed troublesome.
He could deal with early-stage Daluo Golden Immortals, but he had no way to do so without making the slightest sound.
Ye Xin could, but Ye Xin could only guarantee that he could eliminate one of them in an instant.
"You deal with the one on the left. Xinyou and I will handle the one on the right."
"Remember, not a single sound can be made."
His intuition told him that there was definitely a great secret within. Once Ye Lin's curiosity was stirred, no one could stop him; right now, he simply wanted to get to the bottom of it.
After saying that, Ye Xin nodded silently, then lifted his foot and swiftly approached.
Xinyou, perched on