Besides that, he had to make sure he did not get injured on this battlefield.
It was only an image, yet one careless misstep could still cost him his life.
Ye Lin sealed off his six senses and closed his eyes, praying inwardly that this scene would pass quickly.
He was almost unable to endure it.
A moment later, as though the memory had heard Ye Lin's prayer, the scene shattered, and Ye Lin returned to normal.
The next scene slowly unfolded.
Within it was, astonishingly, the sight of Ye Xiu cultivating.
But this place...
Ye Lin slowly rose to his feet, his eyes scanning the surroundings.
"Isn't this... the Bronze Immortal Hall I arrived at earlier?"
Looking at the familiar seats around him and the red carpet beneath his feet, Ye Lin suddenly understood.
This was the Bronze Immortal Hall he had once entered.
And the memory belonging to Ye Xiu was also something he had obtained from the Bronze Immortal Hall.
At this moment, Ye Xiu was sitting cross-legged in the center of the Immortal Hall, cultivating.
Meanwhile, Ye Lin strolled back and forth around the Immortal Hall with his hands clasped behind his back.
This Bronze Immortal Hall was exactly the same as the one he had seen. There was not the slightest difference between them.
The only difference was that there were no statues within this Bronze Immortal Hall.
The Bronze Immortal Hall he had seen contained sixty statues standing within it, but there was not a single statue here.
The seats around them were empty as well.
Even the statue overhead was absent.
The entire Bronze Immortal Hall was empty and desolate, with Ye Xiu as its only occupant.
Just as Ye Lin was walking about, Ye Xiu slowly opened his eyes.
"The Bronze Immortal