"So, where is my lucky opportunity?"
After looking around for a long while, Ye Lin ultimately fell silent.
This Bronze Immortal Hall was indeed mysterious, and the statues within were brimming with an oppressive presence. Though they were only statues, Ye Lin could sense an innate pressure emanating from them.
Mysterious, and powerful.
But it seemed... that was all there was to it.
There was nothing else.
If these statues had True Persons behind them, then their cultivation would inevitably have been at the quasi-Saint realm, or perhaps even the Saint realm.
Because the statues alone carried such immense pressure, their cultivation would be unimaginable if they were actual people.
For all supreme experts possessed spirit.
Take Ye Lin, for instance. He was now a Daluo Golden Immortal.
If someone in the myriad heavens and worlds could accurately carve a statue of Ye Lin, that statue would carry a sacred majesty.
That was the spirit innate to supreme experts.
Since these statues gave Ye Lin such overwhelming pressure, they must surely have physical counterparts as well.
He simply did not know where those counterparts were.
And more importantly, the cultivation of those counterparts was certainly anything but ordinary.
"Forget it. This place looks very safe, so why not..."
Suddenly, Ye Lin took out the Dragon Balls he had obtained earlier from his Spatial Ring.
This place looked extremely safe.
After all, even peak Daluo Golden Immortal cultivators would have to spend quite some effort dealing with those two doors.
Breaking through here, no one should disturb him.
No sooner said than done. Ye Lin sat down cross-legged on the spot, placed the Cosmos Seal in his palm, then slowly closed his eyes.
The origin essence within the Dragon Balls before him had been steadily leaking away.
Every day he waited