The sight before him left Ye Lin deeply shocked.
True Immortals?
Such a rare species—and there were actually True Immortal cultivators here?
Given the environment of the Origin Continent, a True Immortal would have been crushed into a pulp by the spatial barriers the moment they entered.
How had these True Immortals come to the Origin Continent?
Ye Lin was deeply puzzled.
"Young Master Ye Lin?"
At that moment, a cautious voice sounded by Ye Lin's ear.
Turning around, he saw a young man standing with his arms folded, watching him.
"This subordinate, Meng Zhao, greets Young Master Ye Lin."
"Young Master Ye Lin, this subordinate has already prepared the wine."
After glancing at the man, Ye Lin understood.
He was the contact his master had arranged.
"Let's go."
Ye Lin nodded lightly and followed behind him.
The two wove through the streets.
At last, following Meng Zhao, they entered an enormous restaurant.
Inside the restaurant's largest private room, Ye Lin saw three figures.
"This subordinate, Hua Shuang, Chief of the Great Blade Association, greets the Fourth Young Master."
"This subordinate, Tang Yu, Vice Chief, greets the Fourth Young Master."
"This subordinate, Teng Yi, Hall Master of the War God Hall, greets the Fourth Young Master."
The three men simultaneously cupped their fists toward Ye Lin in salute, their words and movements exceedingly respectful.
"Spare me the empty formalities. Sit."
Ye Lin made a casual gesture, then slowly took the seat of honor.
"Ah."
Only after Ye Lin sat down did the three of them slowly take their seats.
"I know about you two, but the War God Hall is...?"
Ye Lin raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in the distance.
This man was named Teng Yi.
He knew about the Great Blade Association, but what exactly