"Gasp, the Vermilion Bird True Soul—this is the young clan leader's true killing move. Ye Lin should have a headache this time, shouldn't he?"
"Why not say that the young clan leader can defeat Ye Lin?"
"It's not that I don't believe in the young clan leader. Ye Lin is simply too strong. The young clan leader has fought Yang Tian before, but what happened? Even he couldn't possibly kill Yang Tian in a single move."
"This Ye Lin's strength is simply boundless. The White Tiger Clan has already fallen to him—could it be that even our Vermilion Bird Clan must follow in the White Tiger Clan's footsteps?"
"What else can we do? Our Vermilion Bird Clan has been declining by the day. To be honest, we no longer measure up to the White Tiger Clan."
"Alas."
The cultivators watching from all around discussed in low voices.
Judging from their conversation, they had not the slightest confidence in their own young clan leader.
They only hoped that their young clan leader would not lose too miserably.
At the very least, he had to exchange a few moves with Ye Lin.
If even their young clan leader were instantly defeated by Ye Lin, then their Vermilion Bird Clan would truly become a laughingstock.
Watching these younger generation cultivators, Chi Lian's gaze dimmed as she heard their discussion.
Had the Vermilion Bird Clan truly declined to such a state?
Was this their younger generation?
Someone had come right to their doorstep to challenge them.
Yet their younger generation did not possess even a trace of fighting spirit.
However, upon looking at Ye Lin, she found herself with nothing to say.
This fellow truly was terrifyingly strong.
Let alone these young little ones—if she suppressed her own cultivation and fought Ye Lin, she