The true great terror might still be lurking in the shadows.
"You are the sovereign of the Human Race in the Eastern Continent in this era, aren't you? You look very young, and very powerful. You are the strongest Dao Integration cultivator I have ever seen, without equal. Even those youngsters under me are no match for you."
"Please, take the seat of honor."
At that moment, the most terrifying figure above spoke. To Ye Lin's surprise, the voice was an incomparably pleasant female voice. That meant the figure before him was a woman?
A silver throne appeared beneath the woman. Ye Lin stepped forward and slowly sat upon it.
The silver throne was positioned only below that figure's own seat. Clearly, this was giving Ye Lin ample face and also demonstrating their sincerity.
"May I ask how I should address you?"
Ye Lin looked toward the figure above and asked softly.
"Wen Ruxue."
Without the slightest hesitation, Wen Ruxue told Ye Lin her name.
Ordinarily, great powers disdained to directly reveal their names to some little rookie dog, yet Wen Ruxue had done exactly that.
This left Ye Lin unable to discern Wen Ruxue's intentions.
He knew that if a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator were to ask him how to address him now, he certainly would not tell them his name.
It was a habit ingrained in one's bones, a contempt born from the depths of one's soul.
If a beggar asked a billionaire for his name, the billionaire certainly would not casually reveal it either.
There was no other reason—just pure disdain. Your status simply was not on the same level as mine.
"Sect Master Wen, I came this time merely to understand your sect's intentions. After all, your sect's sudden arrival in Human Race territory has caused