"No, I need to get out quickly. If I stay here any longer, it'll be dangerous."
Trapped within the God-Binding Rope, Ye Lin's inner alarm bells blared wildly.
He could feel that he was moving.
Since those four were all from the Chaos Ancient Clan, he could figure out with his ass where they were taking him.
If they really brought him to the Chaos Ancient Clan's territory, he would truly be finished.
"This thing is completely impossible to break open with my strength."
"Not even the Godslayer Sword can do it. It's too hard."
Ye Lin gripped the Godslayer Sword and continuously slashed at the chains.
Sparks flew, yet the chains did not even lose a layer of skin.
They were frighteningly hard.
"Could it be that I really have to hire a Quasi-Saint?"
Ye Lin thought of the panel.
As long as he wanted to, he could hire a Quasi-Saint right now.
With a Quasi-Saint making a move, victory would be assured.
"No, that won't do. It hasn't come to a dead end yet."
Ye Lin shook his head and dismissed the thought, then began observing his surroundings.
The walls formed by the chains were sealed tight, leaving absolutely no hope of squeezing through.
Force would not work, and neither would finesse.
It seemed... there truly was no way at all.
"No, perhaps I can..."
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Ye Lin's mind.
Did he not still have the Seventy-Two Transformations he had comprehended at the Dao Assembly? Transforming into seventy-two different exotic beasts.
And among them was an exotic beast exceptionally skilled at escaping.
No sooner said than done.
Putting away his weapons, Ye Lin transformed, his body directly becoming a mass of green liquid.
The liquid spilled across the chains.
Drop by drop, it seeped