When Ye Lin usually traveled through space, he moved through the void turbulence within this world—an entirely different matter from the void turbulence ahead.
No matter how one traveled or became lost in this kind of void turbulence, one would ultimately emerge somewhere within this world.
But in the void turbulence ahead, once lost, one would never be able to get out again unless one possessed the strength of an immortal. Anyone beneath the immortal realm simply could not survive in that kind of void turbulence.
And even if one did emerge, there was no telling where one would end up—perhaps another world, perhaps a demon's lair, perhaps a forbidden land, perhaps right inside the mouth of some great terror. It was completely random.
It was terrifying beyond measure.
After Ye Lin left the secret realm, he arrived outside. At this moment, the atmosphere above the deep sea was extremely grim. The entire surface churned with raging waves, billows tens of thousands of feet high rolling without end.
The ultimate cause of these surging waves was the great powers exchanging spells.
"Alliance Leader Ye, I think you owe me an explanation. Why have all your people come out, while not a single prodigy from our factions has emerged?"
Seeing Ye Lin walk out of the secret realm, an elderly man across from him spoke in a deep voice, extreme fury tightly suppressed within it.
Even with his heart full of rage, he did not dare vent it. An old man behind Ye Lin was watching him; the slightest movement from him would reduce him to ashes.
"I don't know. Why don't you go in and take a look?"
Ye Lin waved dismissively. Then he took Ye Buqu from Dao Slayer and headed toward Nameless Mountain. Watching Ye Lin leave, the