"That looks so familiar."
On the high platform, Ye Lin looked at the chair before him and slowly walked toward it.
He did not rashly sit down. Instead, he reached out and ran his fingertips across the chair.
His fingertips could feel the faint patterns on its surface.
The patterns were rough.
Yet the more Ye Lin moved around it, the more familiar the chair seemed.
It was as if he had seen this chair somewhere before.
"I think the answer is here."
After a moment of silence, Ye Lin realized it.
The answer he sought might lie in this chair.
The next moment, he hesitated no longer and dropped straight into the chair.
The instant his buttocks touched the chair, a terrifying sound rang out beside his ears.
At the same time, the scene before Ye Lin's eyes suddenly began to shift violently.
The originally ruined main hall abruptly took on an entirely different appearance in Ye Lin's eyes.
"Dao Master, they have broken faith and betrayed righteousness. They deserve to be abandoned by the Myriad Daos."
"Dao Master, please permit us to act. We will strip his true spirit from the Myriad Daos and eternally suppress him within the abyss of the Great Dao, so that he may never emerge for all eternity."
"Dao Master, even if you refuse to do this, I will. He does not deserve to exist."
"Dao Master, please trust me. He truly is a traitor, and his death is certain. Please put away your merciful heart and pass judgment upon him."
Suddenly, voices rang out beside Ye Lin's ears one after another.
They seemed like the heavenly voices of the Great Dao, as though they were voices from the Great Dao itself, echoing by his ears.
The dense voices continuously shook his Primordial