They were not made of clay.
Even the ten weakest transcendent factions could field such a terrifying lineup, let alone the truly fearsome ones.
Once they became enraged, the entire world would have to be buried alongside them.
"I never intended to suppress things for too long. I only want to buy some time—time for the living beings of this world to adapt."
"This is all I can do. When the time comes, I will resign as Sect Master of Nameless Mountain and leader of the alliance. I need to pursue my own Dao."
Ye Lin shook his head as he spoke. In the end, his relationship with Nameless Mountain was merely one of mutual exploitation. He was taking the chance to build up some goodwill with the Heavenly Dao, so that it would not target him when he underwent Tribulation Transcendence.
Once he broke through to the Heavenly Lord realm, he would be able to refine his third avatar. And once that third avatar was complete, he would leave Nameless Mountain as well and pursue his Dao alone.
Every era had its child of destiny, and that child was certainly not him. Even his Fate Rank had been raised through the panel.
Right now, he was like a magpie occupying a dove's nest. He carried the fortune of all Nameless Mountain, leaving the true child of destiny without an opportunity, with no chance to ever rise to prominence.
Only once he relinquished this position, once the figure shrouding the Human Territory vanished, would the child of destiny truly emerge.
Ultimately, Ye Lin was simply too dazzling. He had suppressed all the human prodigies of this era, denying them any chance to rise—one man suppressing an entire age.
And when Ye Lin broke through to the Heavenly Lord realm, that