Looking at Sheng Mingyue before him, Ye Lin smiled faintly, his tone full of inquiry.
"You jest, Senior. This junior would not dare."
"This junior did not introduce himself earlier purely because I forgot."
Sheng Mingyue gave Ye Lin a sweet smile and easily deflected his challenge.
"What a fine 'purely because I forgot.'"
"Let's go."
Ye Lin rose and followed Sheng Mingyue out of the place.
Once they left this pocket of heaven and earth and returned to the plaza, Ye Lin discovered countless living beings there.
All around, as far as the eye could see, figures were as numerous as the hairs of an ox.
The entire place was exceptionally lively.
It was a world apart from the earlier desolation.
"Senior, the finals arena is ahead. This way, please."
"Mm."
Following Sheng Mingyue, he made his way through the crowd.
Along the way, Ye Lin saw many figures with black Identity Tokens hanging from their waists, heads held high as they strode forward.
A black Identity Token represented a finals contestant.
Though each of them deliberately restrained their auras, Ye Lin could still sense certain things.
Not a single one of these people was easy to deal with.
The elimination rounds had plenty of watered-down contestants. After all, any Daluo Golden Immortal could go up and have a try, and their strengths varied wildly, making comparison impossible.
But in the finals, everyone had fought their way here. Each of them had some real skill.
Without some ability, how could they possibly have made it to the finals?
This so-called Shenluo Conference still had a little gold in it—though not much.
The farther forward they went, the more living beings there were, and the livelier it became.
As they walked, they reached the edge of the island. Ahead lay