"This inheritance is quite good."
Just as Ye Lin was lost in thought, Sword Demon's voice came from behind him.
Ye Lin turned his head to look.
Sword Demon had restrained his aura, and Ye Lin could not see anything amiss.
Yet Sword Demon gave him a distinctly wrong feeling.
The aura Sword Demon gave off now was immensely powerful—a strength beyond description.
He did not know how to put it into words.
"It's of some use to my Dao."
"As expected of a supreme expert at the eighth heaven of the Quasi-Saint realm. He has some substance."
Blade Fanatic and Iron Hammer awoke one after the other.
A flash of light passed before their eyes.
"Alright, we've stayed here long enough. It's time to leave."
Ye Lin looked calmly into the distance.
They had already wasted enough time here. They could not keep wasting it.
Next, they would leave this place, then leave the ancient path and seek out the true sacred land.
Their progress had been slow.
He wondered how the other fellow cultivators were doing.
Just how far had those people progressed?
Had they already found the sacred land and received its inheritance?
For now, all of that remained unknown.
"Let's go."
Hearing Ye Lin's words, Sword Demon and the other three nodded lightly.
Indeed, they had wasted enough time here.
It was time to leave.
The four of them turned into four streaks of light and vanished from the spot in the blink of an eye.
Before long, the four of them saw Sword Cry Valley once more.
Crossing Sword Cry Valley, they entered the ancient path.
Ye Lin stood on the ground and slowly walked forward.
With every step he took, the shattered stones beneath his feet silently turned to powder. It was a sign