A flicker of surprise crossed Ye Lin's eyes at the explanation.
Even the Saints weren't as old as that person?
No wonder everyone called that person the Old Ancestor.
"You could say there's no one on the entire Origin Continent who's lived longer or is older."
"That's why all of us, even the mightiest experts of the Ninth Heaven Quasi-Saint Realm, call that person the Old Ancestor. The title is well and truly deserved."
"This highly respected Old Ancestor has no family and no descendants."
"And Zhao Zhaoxue is the Old Ancestor's personal disciple—the only one."
"The Old Ancestor is very fond of her. On any ordinary day, anyone who dares say a word against her gets a scolding."
"And this time, the Old Ancestor has actually let her come here. If the slightest thing goes wrong, if she suffers even the smallest mishap... I don't dare imagine what the Old Ancestor would do."
Fear flashed through the young man's eyes as he spoke.
There was one more thing he hadn't said.
Many of the Origin Continent's mightiest experts had once received the Old Ancestor's care.
If anything happened to this young lady, and the Old Ancestor flew into a rage...
No one in the Holy Palace could stop it.
"I see."
Only after hearing their explanation did Ye Lin finally understand.
Who would have thought the Origin Continent had such a highly respected elder?
He absolutely could not offend an elder like that.
After living for so many years, the Old Ancestor possessed wisdom no ordinary cultivator could hope to match.
And beyond that, after living so long, the Old Ancestor's connections across the Origin Continent...
Did he dare imagine them?
He did not.
Ye Lin focused his full attention on the Arena.
He wanted to see how Zhao