Ever since joining the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, he had come to regard it as his home.
Moreover, he had formed excellent relationships with these cultivators.
Back in the Myriad Heavens Divine Sect, everything had been for profit.
But in the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, he had felt a long-lost warmth.
That warmth was something impossible to put into words.
But now, seeing these people injured and so many cultivators dead, how could he not be furious?
"Tang Feng, who is that?"
Looking at Ye Lin in the sky, the alliance leader spoke.
The person in the distance gave him an extraordinary feeling—an immensely extraordinary one.
"Yes, Tang Feng, who is this senior?"
"I never expected you to know such a powerful senior."
Hearing their questions, Tang Feng smiled faintly.
"You all know this senior as well."
"He is Ye Lin."
After Tang Feng spoke, a vague sense of pride rose within him.
"What?"
"You know Senior Ye Lin?"
"Hiss..."
Upon hearing the name Ye Lin, several elders wore expressions of shock and sucked in cold breaths.
Throughout the entire Eastern Region, no one was unaware of the name Ye Lin. Even insignificant people like them had heard of it.
He was one of the Eastern Region's most celebrated figures.
The Blade Saint's direct disciple, who had slain many powerful members of the Chaos Ancient Clan alone.
He had become famous in a single battle.
Across the entire Eastern Region, he was in the limelight beyond compare.
People like them were not even qualified to meet Ye Lin once.
Yet Tang Feng had actually managed to invite him here?
Good heavens.
"Who are you?"
"Fellow cultivator, I do not know where you came from, but this matter has nothing to do with you."
"That's right, fellow cultivator. Do not interfere in this