"The power inside my body is becoming a little hard to control. It's far too powerful."
Inside a palace, Ye Lin sensed the surging, roaring power within him and muttered to himself. He had devoured too much this time. Now the power was rampaging through his body. Fortunately, his meridians were strong enough; otherwise, he would have been tormented beyond recognition long ago.
Then a layer of blood-red light emanated from Ye Lin's body. He was circulating the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, refining all that chaotic power.
While Ye Lin was cultivating, an uninvited guest arrived outside the palace. A young man clad in coarse cloth stood vigilantly before its gates, his eagle-like eyes sweeping over his surroundings.
"Master, is there any danger nearby? Or is anyone following me?"
The young man's expression remained calm and composed as he slowly raised his arm and spoke to the ring on the middle finger of his left hand.
"There is no danger nearby. However, a mighty expert is cultivating within the palace before you. By my estimation, their cultivation is at the Tribulation Transcendence stage. They are not someone you can afford to provoke. I advise you to change your target immediately."
The ring lit up, and an aged voice emerged from it, warning the young man.
"Master, didn't you say there was an incomparably heaven-defying opportunity inside? If I retreat now, wouldn't I miss that heaven-defying opportunity?"
Hearing his master's words, the young man was momentarily taken aback and spoke to the ring.
"Ye Hong, you are only at the Golden Core stage. You know better than anyone how you managed to enter this ancient secret realm. It was already no easy task for me to use the power of my soul to help you deceive the eyes of all those mighty