"Lots of people want to kill me. Who the hell do you think you are?"
To his surprise, Ye Lin was utterly unafraid of Jiang Yuan's threat. He merely walked toward Jiang Yuan, one unhurried step at a time.
Ye Lin's steps were slow, yet each one spanned a thousand meters. In just three steps, he arrived before Jiang Yuan. Ye Lin reached out, seized Jiang Yuan by the throat, and slowly lifted his entire body into the air.
"Ye Lin, get lost!"
Jiang Yuan roared. Spiritual energy surged throughout his body as an incomparably terrifying aura began to rise. In an instant, wave after wave of pressure crashed toward Ye Lin.
But in the next moment, an aura even more terrifying than Jiang Yuan's directly suppressed his.
Realizing something was wrong, Jiang Yuan's face filled with horror.
Even if Ye Lin had punched him to death, he would not have been this terrified. This was simply too unbelievable—Ye Lin could suppress him with his aura alone? Just how strong was Ye Lin?
He was a peak Dao Integration mighty expert, someone whose full-force strike could collapse half a prefecture of the Eastern Continent. Yet he was being held by the neck so helplessly by Ye Lin?
"Goodbye."
Ye Lin chuckled softly. Then an incomparably terrifying suction force erupted from his body. Before Jiang Yuan could say a word, he was instantly sucked dry into a withered corpse.
At once, ripples spread through the aura surrounding Ye Lin's body. He was too powerful; he had absorbed too many people. Bolstered by such terrifying power, his cultivation was infinitely close to the Tribulation Transcendence stage.
If this continued, he would no longer be able to suppress himself and would automatically break through into the Tribulation Transcendence stage.
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