Ye Lin led the three of them deeper into the gorge.
Sure enough, someone was already there in the depths of the gorge.
Two figures sat cross-legged atop the distant altar.
Both of them radiated terrifying auras.
They were auras unique to Quasi-Saints.
To Ye Lin, those two auras carried an overwhelming threat.
At his current level, a third-layer Quasi-Saint still posed a tremendous danger.
He was not confident he could deal with a third-layer Quasi-Saint expert.
Of the two figures, one possessed a masculine, blazing aura, like a blazing furnace.
The other was soft and ethereal, like lingering notes of a qin.
A young man stood before those two figures.
At the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal cultivation.
"Sword Demon, Blade Fanatic, Ye Lin..."
The moment Ye Lin's group of four arrived, the young man recognized them all.
"Mo Yuan, Holy Son of the Ethereal Sacred Land, greets Senior Brother Ye and the three seniors."
Mo Yuan stepped forward and bowed to the four of them.
Meanwhile, his two Dao Protectors had already risen to their feet, staring warily at Ye Lin's group.
The fact that these four had made it here meant they might already know the secret of the crystals.
This... did not bode well.
If danger arose later, they would run immediately.
Sword Demon and Blade Fanatic were notorious Madmen, and as for Ye Lin... there was something wrong with his aura too.
Against four Quasi-Saints, they did not possess even the slightest will to fight.
If anything went wrong, they would flee at once.
"Fellow Daoist Mo Yuan, are you here for the Origin Crystals? For that powerful expert's inheritance?"
With his hands behind his back, Ye Lin looked at Mo Yuan and smiled.
"Indeed. I presume Senior Brother Ye has come for the same