"Ye Lin."
Looking at Ye Wen in the distance, Ye Lin calmly spoke two words.
"Haha, good. I'll remember you, Ye Lin."
"Remember this—I am Ye Wen, a descendant of the Ye Clan, one of the nine great Imperial Clans of the Chaos Ancient Clan."
"This is my first time coming to the Boundary Sea. To encounter an opponent like you as soon as I arrived, I am very satisfied."
"I lost this battle, but the next time we meet, I will surely win."
"Improve your cultivation well. Perhaps by the next time we meet, I will have reached the Quasi-Saint realm."
Pointing at Ye Lin, Ye Wen laughed heartily.
With a wave of his hand, a medicinal pill appeared in his palm.
As he swallowed the pill, the seemingly terrifying wound in his chest actually began to heal slowly.
Right before Ye Lin's eyes, his Sword Dao laws were suppressed and dispelled by a strange force.
In just a few breaths, the entire wound was restored to its original state.
Ye Wen's aura also returned to its peak.
"What a grand gesture."
Ye Lin remarked.
Though he did not know what pill Ye Wen had just taken, judging from its effects alone, it was surely extraordinarily valuable.
"Let's go."
Glancing at his subordinates, Ye Wen gave a light wave of his hand.
After casting Ye Lin a deep look, Ye Wen turned and departed with his men.
"What a strange fellow."
After Ye Wen left, Ye Lin put away Azure Frost.
With a wave of Ye Lin's hand, countless streams of blood qi dispersed.
His aura gradually declined as well.
He had also been injured in that clash just now, though not as severely as Ye Wen.
Even so, his injuries were not light.
Ye Wen was currently the