"I know only so much."
"I only know that this chair once belonged to a supreme powerhouse. If one's own standing is not high enough, sitting on it means death."
"If you don't want to die, don't sit on it."
Faced with their questions, Ye Lin spoke.
It was not that he feared them; he was merely offering a kind warning.
"Then what is your relationship with that supreme powerhouse?"
At that moment, a cultivator spoke up to ask.
Yet the moment he finished, he was met by Ye Lin's icy, bone-piercing gaze, devoid of the slightest emotional fluctuation.
That single look made him realize he had said the wrong thing. He lowered his head, not daring to meet Ye Lin's eyes.
"I've said all that needs to be said."
"If anyone still overestimates themselves, then go right ahead."
Having said that, Ye Lin ignored them no longer and walked out of the great hall alone.
Ye Lin felt not the slightest emotional ripple over Shi Potian's death.
Shi Potian had merely been an ordinary person he had met once.
His death could not stir Ye Lin's emotions in the least.
Instead, it was Hua Feiyi. Though she had always been neither warm nor cold toward Shi Potian, she stepped forward and picked up his corpse. She fell silent, saying no more.
She merely glanced at Ye Lin, then turned and left, her figure vanishing into the vast Boundary Sea.
"Let's go. We can head back now."
"There's no value left here either."
After glancing at the ruins, Ye Lin left with Yun Qiyue.
In an instant, the two vanished into the Boundary Sea.
Seeing this, the others also chose to leave one after another.
Shi Potian's inexplicable death had planted a trace of fear in their hearts.
These ruins