"I don't know what happened inside either. I only know that after I came out, my cultivation had reached the Quasi-Saint realm."
Ye Lin gave a soft laugh and picked up the cup before him to examine it.
"Normal."
"The laws of the Cloud Heaven Secret Realm are peculiar. Any cultivator who enters it loses all memories of what happened inside once they leave."
The Spirit King waved a hand nonchalantly.
There was nothing more normal than that.
"By the way, Brother, how is the Chaos Ancient Clan doing now?"
At that moment, Ye Lin looked up at the Spirit King.
Back then, the Chaos Ancient Clan's invasion of the Origin Continent had caused an enormous uproar, leaving everyone in a state of panic. Why had there been no news of it now?
Could it be that the Chaos Ancient Clan had withdrawn its forces?
"After the old fellows of the Central Region played a round of chess with the Chaos Ancient Clan, both sides temporarily agreed to a ceasefire."
"Some powerful races, much like mine, that had remained hidden since countless ages ago have also emerged. The Chaos Ancient Clan is wary of breaking the rat's vase and dares not act rashly."
"But those are secondary. The most important thing is that the old Saint of the Central Region is not dead yet."
"The day that old Saint dies will be the true disaster."
As he spoke, the Spirit King let out a sigh.
In the end, it was all because the Saint's deterrence still remained.
If the Saint died, then no matter what trump cards you possessed, the Chaos Ancient Clan would certainly launch a full-scale invasion.
"So that's how it is."
Ye Lin nodded gently.
The Saint was not dead yet.
"Though that is what I say,