This time, the images vanished.
After that, no more images appeared.
The memories ended there as well.
Ye Lin did not know what happened afterward.
"I've finished watching them. But I had already seen the outcome afterward—the three disciples betrayed Ye Xiu, and Ye Xiu's aura was also killed by those three disciples."
"However, Ye Xiu's ultimate fate was no longer shown."
Ye Lin slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath of stale air.
At last, he had finished watching all those memories.
Now, he found himself curious about Ye Xiu's fate as well.
Yet, given Ye Xiu's status as a Dao Master of the Sword Dao, no matter what schemes his three disciples employed, they should have been utterly incapable of harming Ye Xiu.
But why had the Bronze Immortal Hall appeared there? And why had the sixty Divine Lords from back then all become statues?
If Ye Xiu had been fine, he would never have encountered the Bronze Immortal Hall.
Nor would he have obtained part of Ye Xiu's memories.
It was impossible not to let Ye Lin's thoughts wander in a darker direction.
Could Ye Xiu truly have been betrayed and killed?
What methods, what schemes, could possibly kill a Dao Master?
At any rate, Ye Lin could not imagine it.
"Forget it. The problem before me has been resolved. I should be happy."
Ye Lin adjusted his mindset and returned to normal.
Those matters were a hundred and eight thousand miles away from him. There was no need for him to worry about them at all.
He had only obtained Ye Xiu's memories by chance.
Now that he had dealt with the trouble at hand, he should be happy.
"Phew..."
After taking a deep breath, Ye Lin began meditating and cultivating.
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