These people's cultivation had all been piled up with providence. They possessed the strength of Quasi-Saints, yet none of a Quasi-Saint's spirit.
No wonder they were terrifyingly weak.
For example, cultivating on one's own required observing the Great Dao, comprehending the Great Dao, comprehending the Dao of the Sword, comprehending the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, allowing oneself to transform and undergo Sublimation.
But what about these people?
Their strength had been forcibly heaped up entirely by providence. They did not need to consider any of that at all.
If he was a giant, then they were giants inflated by balloons. To defeat them, all he needed to do was poke them lightly, and the balloons would burst.
It was that simple.
This was the true reason Ye Lin was able to slaughter so freely here.
These people were utterly unworthy of being called powerhouses.
Strength achieved through external aid.
Though disdainful, Ye Lin continued watching.
Because he was waiting for Su Tao to succeed, then he would give him the fragment.
Once he gave him the fragment, he would leave this so-called Southern Region and wander around other places in this world.
Try his luck.
What if he came across some good treasure?
That was impossible to say.
If he found something, it would be a huge profit.
Another deafening boom rang out.
Su Tao's aura underwent a fundamental transformation.
At this moment, he had already stepped into the fourth level of the Quasi-Saint realm.
Moreover, his aura was still rising, with no sign whatsoever of stopping.
"The fourth level of the Quasi-Saint realm?"
Standing in the void, Ye Lin narrowed his eyes at Su Tao.
Even at the fourth level of the Quasi-Saint realm, he felt he could still handle this guy however he pleased.
The fourth